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funeral
The air is swirling with ( Read more... ) -
you should be happy for i am dead
Save not my bones as I go
Not my body nor soul
Etch not my face nor name
In stone, I am not here
And I did not die so trap not
My memory in yours welling
With tears and regret that aren’t mine
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'understanding'
After all, what gives rise to loneliness and frustration ( Read more... ) -
alone =/= lonely
Here's something: we're all lonely ( Read more... ) -
well that was an uncomfortable prompt
Eeyore chose to stay. "Death comes for everyone in the end", he reasoned, what does it matter if it comes with haste or not? He found that resolve less comforting than he thought short moments later under the stare of the gun barrel. It was the first and last day Eeyore thought about living. -
fuck cadence/drown with me
I wrote this with the dizzying deliciousness of your toffee in my mind. (The one infused with mint leaves you grew in a small flowerpot on your kitchen windowsill against a backdrop of mazaic tiles.) It is a flavour, once tasted, I was never able to forget.
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Toxic relationships are a lot like delicious caramel toffee of the homemade variety - the ( Read more... ) -
don't go to law school/don't do it bro
Why doesn't anyone tell their stories? Is it an unspoken rule of adulthood that we must keep ourselves a secret, or some sort of defense mechanism I have yet to learn?
I don't feel lonely when nobody will hang out with me. I feel lonely when I can't tell my stories.
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Today it's the white shirt with blue-rimmed buttons, he decided, carefully poring ( Read more... ) -
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Cheap, satisfying validation addiction.
