The Frightful Forgotten
Nov. 27th, 2025 05:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
builtgodnowwhat“I can’t stand the way im looking at me”
I wanna tear my skin. I wanna mold myself. I’m slowly giving into the mad man. This body I’m in is a curse, and I want to get rid of every once. I feel absurd, mad even. I wanna pick at my skin until you see my porcelain skull. I wanna be the moon, bright and beautiful. Maybe then I’ll be a muse to peoples eyes.
Im tired of living in this body that I own.
I wanna tear my skin. I wanna mold myself. I’m slowly giving into the mad man. This body I’m in is a curse, and I want to get rid of every once. I feel absurd, mad even. I wanna pick at my skin until you see my porcelain skull. I wanna be the moon, bright and beautiful. Maybe then I’ll be a muse to peoples eyes.
Im tired of living in this body that I own.
