lies we tell ourselves on wednesday.

I sat in the water today,
staring at my Instagram picture,
wondering how long it’ll be
before I believe that caption

“love yourself so much,
that mirror never stands a chance”
but I’m like fuck.
Just fuck.

So I buy ten buck lace lingerie
thinking maybe he’ll tell me
he loves me,
but it’s just another disappointment

I look at that girl in those pictures
making weird faces and
I don’t know who the fuck that is.
Can that really be me?
Is she confident?
Or just fucking stupid.

Just fucking stupid,
probably.

 

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