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[thejunipertree]

I don't wish to be myself anymore. I want to be
a doll. Or a betta fish. Or a tea cup. A wooden
spoon.

I don't want to be me, anymore.
I want to be something beautiful. Something
real. He told me that I wasn't real, a long
time ago. Not in so many words and he tried
to retract the statement later on, but that's
what he said. I know it.

I don't want this life anymore. I want someone
else's. I want to be a thousand different girls.
Pretty girls. Girls with pretty things to say.

I hate you.

Do you hear me?

I HATE YOU.