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Anxiety feels like over-explaining chronically.

Allie Miller

My very survival is a spit on your face don’t fuck with a woman who knows her worth.
ALLIE MILLER

Survive Woman Worth Yourself
Why do you call me only so you can control me god I know you are lying but remorse sounds so good in your throat?
ALLIE MILLER

Control Goodness Lying Myself Relationship Yourself
Spilling coffee-like tea on Sunday mornings with like-minded women is my favorite color of blooming.
ALLIE MILLER

Growth Self Love Woman
I want my cake and to eat it too but bulimia runs rampant and she is a fucking bitch.
ALLIE MILLER

Eat Herself Mental Myself
You were the best and worst nights of my life fucking while the flames lick us at least you’re a distraction from my spiritual death. You’re a god damn angel in a crack den.
ALLIE MILLER

Angel Best Break Up Death God Life Myself Relationship Spiritual Worst Yourself
I imagine poetry to be a living entity in me.
ALLIE MILLER

Art Imagination Live Myself One Liner
It may have been mad love but at least it made me taste something even if it was blood.
ALLIE MILLER

Love Mad Myself Relationship Taste
I fought my way through plastic men the woman in me learned how to show her teeth no matter how fucking unladylike they say it makes me.
ALLIE MILLER

Herself Learning Man Myself Woman
If only were my skin like art shining against the mould, if only my body were a canvas brave if only.
ALLIE MILLER

Art Body Brave Myself Shine Skin
If nothing else you have inspired me to write beautiful poetry if nothing else I bring words to the table with me.
ALLIE MILLER

Beautiful Inspirational Myself Poetry Word Writing Yourself
I love you I’m just trying not to wear my heart on my text messages.
ALLIE MILLER

Heart I Love You Myself
When I ask myself why am I even sober anymore I wish I could lose myself for even just a minute without it being a death sentence.
ALLIE MILLER

Death Lose Myself
I wish I could drink my troubles away but I can’t even do that right.
ALLIE MILLER

Myself Right Trouble
It’s those Saturday mornings laughing underneath the sheets its a glimpse of everything I dreamed that makes me feel hope for us. Saturdays could be our thing.
ALLIE MILLER

Dream Feeling Hope Laughter Myself Ourselves
Talking to you wrecks me because it is a glimpse into what I could have had if only.
ALLIE MILLER

Break Break Up Yourself
Writing saved me when my phone went silent.
ALLIE MILLER

Myself Save Silent Writing

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