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must i go? pass this way again?
Off I go to wait and watch as another 10 minutes of my life be spent in lived disappointment.
Thank you Orals. Thank you Philo.
Fuck you. -
tell your tales, i can't seem to find the words for mine
she reads.
why does she
she does to feel
to feel for the characters, their story
she does to feel
to feel not for her
but still
to feel,
she reads. -
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the feeling isn't even of drifting anymore. it's no longer comparable to the feeling of being out in the open seas on a tiny little boat (where anything can happen) being blown to wherever the wind dicatates. no. these days i feel like a paperboat in a pond, a shallow pond. stagnant. unmoving, stationary, the wind isn't blowing here. i'm getting ( Read more... ) -
and she's practically done for
with this need to dig herself out from the hole she threw herself in -
come dearest, let us be eternal
yes, i will remember you.
i will recall you as having scarred me beyond imaginable.
oh! but why the frown?
nonsense!
it has yet to happen but never doubt that it will.
come now.
come dearest, let us be eternal.
i was on fuckyeahsylviaplath @ tumblr. that got the voices in my head spewing lines left and right. -
could be nap-induced
this night, i'm feeling strongly. i feel alive. -
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“Everything has been done by intuition and happenstance. I still have no idea what I’m doing, or why I’m doing it. It just kind of keeps happening. For me, at this point, it’s about accepting it all, letting it all go and moving forward.”
- Conor Oberst
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Dear December
Dear December
Is home sick with colds and
will most likely be dealing with death
before the year is
out.
Feelings suspended, we’ll see.
Regardless,
what a way to end the year dear December.
...I meant Christmas eve. Wala na si Dadyn Yus. -
there's a madness in me i dare not cast away
written during PSY 108
...
spinning in a spiral
i'm just going round and round
the madness i can't hide
the subtle gleams,
they do exist.
you've seen them,
she saw to that ( Read more... )
