Bitchy Personality Disorder 2026-7-19
BPD小孩有感
Here are things I can’t escape—
death, affection, and these re-
concilèd intimacies I crave.Her tears alone claimed a place,
looked down, set up the trait,
though it costs a mighty fate.Sour paths in urge to equate,
by rhythm gone paranòid—
how it feels, G-d, too late.Hyperbolic notions daunt—
who art thou, dying on the daily,
be the dope my manner doth vaunt.