Aspiringwtr

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StoryBurgundy pain; tw - suicidal ideation Aspiringwtr14 years 1 month ago
StoryDear creator Aspiringwtr24 years 1 month ago
StoryBaby Yoda Aspiringwtr25 years 4 months ago
StoryToo close. Aspiringwtr05 years 8 months ago
StoryTattoo Aspiringwtr25 years 10 months ago
StoryShe was just done. Aspiringwtr05 years 10 months ago
StoryBreak the wheel Aspiringwtr05 years 11 months ago
StoryHow Medusa was created (strong language) Aspiringwtr25 years 11 months ago
StorySafety Aspiringwtr16 years 3 weeks ago
StoryLearning the roller coaster Aspiringwtr16 years 3 weeks ago
StoryBegging for a dx part 2 (tw: mental health) Aspiringwtr26 years 3 months ago
StoryWords Aspiringwtr36 years 3 months ago
StoryNot an object (tw:gore) Aspiringwtr66 years 3 months ago
StoryMismatch Aspiringwtr06 years 3 months ago
StoryBegging for a dx (tw: mental health, drugs) Aspiringwtr06 years 3 months ago
StoryRevenge Aspiringwtr16 years 3 months ago
StoryPain Aspiringwtr46 years 3 months ago
StoryScars Aspiringwtr16 years 3 months ago
StoryAgain rosaliekempthorne46 years 3 months ago
StoryI hate my small town. Aspiringwtr56 years 3 months ago
StoryYou are not a squirrel Aspiringwtr26 years 3 months ago

My stories

Begging for a dx part 2 (tw: mental health)

isnt this what i wanted? isnt it what i begged for? a diagnosis! a brain condition! a failure of genetics! an excuse and now i have it but it doesn't...

Begging for a dx (tw: mental health, drugs)

This is a poem about mental health issues and drug addiction. I don't claim to be an expert in either, but it's what I felt. sitting in the car...

Words

This is a poem about how people assign a "weight" to the words we use. when i was younger, i looked directly in your face and i said, "i need to PISS...

Not an object (tw:gore)

people are not objects to be broken or repaired or renewed people are meat to be sliced and consumed and expunged a broken neck to stop the pain a...

Revenge

I don't feel alone in a crowd or on an empty street I feel alone watching two people kiss. I feel alone remembering your lips on my forehead And your...

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