I Regret.
I regret the constant burning I oppressed my throat to, as I purged my insecurities from my stomach.
I regret the heartbreaks I exposed myself too from boys who wanted my body as a hole and not as a temple.
I regret ripping into my skin in hope that comfort would escape from the scars.
I regret looking in the mirror and examining my impaired body and letting my self hate override my beauty.
I regret allowing myself fall into a constant string of intoxication for a temporary and false happiness.
I regret crossing oceans for people who wouldn’t cross a single puddle for me.
I regret burning my hair and clogging my pores with beauty products to fall into a societal line of cloned “beauty”.

I fucking regret