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I think I saw you in my sleep, darling. I think I saw you in my dreams, you were stitching up the seams on every broken promise that your body couldn't keep. I think I saw you in my sleep ( Read more... )

BUT DEPRESSION DID


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You came at me in the middle of the night to show me my soul.
We can go down onto the streets and follow the shores.


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I cannot wait to have my own space where I can choose whether to isolate myself there or only be there two days of the week. I can make it my new rectangular oasis, I can leave its volume empty or fill it with my usually empty soul. I can throw as many pillows, parties, candies as I please. I will be pleased. The door will be white one day, red ( Read more... )

What do I have to do to live my life? I feel so suffocated with this not knowing and being so unable to move in the sorts of movements I want to move in. Everyday I wake up on the same side of the bed, everyday the blinds is always big enough to give away light delivering them straight to my sleepy eyelids. I want to write. I want to be chained to ( Read more... )

There are so many things to be said to the person you haven't seen the longest and when you are finally faced with them you say nothing. You are afraid they can still see you even after not seeing you for years. But when was the last time you really said something when you last saw yourself? Or maybe you can no longer see who it is that you are.

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Summer lasted for three years on my skin. Autumn is approaching and I wonder if trees ache to their roots while their leaves are leaving them. Or maybe it happens like falling hair or falling in love; you don't realize it but one day you look around and you're there. You're just there ( Read more... )