Trigger warning

I’ve been having more than my “usual” flashbacks etc

This is just some words, not “reality”

But what is reality.. not even sure

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I’m just disposable
A stepping stone
As they move on to greater things.

I could be anybody
Or nobody.

I could just be used.
Or I could be used and then hated.

It doesn’t matter
Because I’m just a piece of the furniture

But furniture doesn’t bleed
Furniture doesn’t cry

Furniture doesn’t have to be forced into silence.

(The MU said I was “a piece of furniture)

And I’m a “failure”
(As Judged by “society”/a “Doctor” (irl)

How to “celebrate” being a “failure” ....
(Not about anyone on pc)