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finleysbadpoems · 11 months
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Hiiiii
I don't know who I'm saying hi to if anyone, but hiiii
I've had a weird past few years that don't feel like my life. Technically it's not my life anymore. But coming to terms with a relationship you didn't really enjoy is weird, although I think I'm doing okay. I really need to use a journal again though. I miss myself.
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finleysbadpoems · 2 years
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My grandma told me about what it was like after her first husband left for the last time. She said she'd never told anyone before me, but she realized how much happier she was after 3 weeks without him. She said other things, but she told me not to tell anyone. Grandma-granddaughter secret, you know?
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finleysbadpoems · 2 years
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update this poem is about a guy that sincerely asked me if I thought he was a soyboy
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finleysbadpoems · 2 years
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Hi. It’s been a minute. I know nobody reads these but whatever.
I feel really bad. I feel like I’m living in a place that sees me as a womb with legs. I feel like a bunch of men I’ve never met are controlling a very personal part of my life and relationship. I feel like I have to get out of here or I’ll lose a considerable amount of my time to fear of walking through a parking lot or living alone or being alone at all, because I’ve heard so many stories of women being stalked and attacked by men who just so happened to see them in public that morning, or their apartments security guard, or a coworker, or really just any fucking dude who thinks he’s entitled to her body and her life.
My stomach feels cold. I don’t want to be in this place anymore. I want out.
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finleysbadpoems · 2 years
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donate to an abortion fund rn <33
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finleysbadpoems · 2 years
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I wanna write a horror story. That is all.
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finleysbadpoems · 2 years
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I kinda like hospitals. There’s a consistent, controlled stream of business. The nurses are everywhere and seem to know everything. Even the ones that aren’t pleasant, bitchy but helpful (albeit begrudgingly). And every time you walk past another visitor, even if you don’t make eye contact, there’s the unspoken understanding that you’re both there because you’re worried. You’re both a little afraid. You’re both trying to find a prayer that will fix them. You’re both tired and need more sleep than you can get right now. You’re both getting through today and hoping someone else can do the same.
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finleysbadpoems · 3 years
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I don’t remember posting this oh my god
hey lol 😳 *pees poetically*
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finleysbadpoems · 3 years
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finleysbadpoems · 3 years
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hey lol 😳 *pees poetically*
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finleysbadpoems · 4 years
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poem by @finleysbadpoems art by me uwu
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finleysbadpoems · 5 years
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