I exorcised my brother on a Tuesday night. I exercised my right to a body. A woman with no body in sight. I’m a lit candle, I’m the wax on your wrist.
the pain i feel from you
is connected to
the pain from my knife
because they’re both caused
by the things you’ve done to me
and i still can’t help
but feel like you’re all i need
It’s fucking exhausting and frightening,
To get back to normal daily routine life - after vacation.
I love people too much and I love everyone around me. I give my all to everyone, and now I feel so drained. I’ve been making everyone around me feel so loved but this whole time, I forgot to love myself.
We were the fun couple, people would laugh with us, we would make people laugh.
We would tackle eachother when we crossed in the halls then you would pull me into a hug and tell me you loved me.
We would pretend to fight in different languages just because we just wanted to shout.
We would dance in the parking lot in our pyjamas at night even though we are both bad dancers.
You made me feel safe and loved and I had so much fun.
- a letter to my ex
“Does she make you happy? Does she treat you like i do?” This Ceraadi line makes me cry so hard. I do know that i was once made you super happy, but now that i know she would treat you better than me. I don’t know if we’re even comparable.
You never took a part of me when you left
You just shut off the light when you walked out the door
Leaving me alone in the dark
Unable to see what I do have
- Randi Gina-Marie
I don’t always stitch my wounds with needle and thread
Last night I did it with a pot of pasta and a good conversation
- Randi Gina-Marie
Today, I don’t miss you.
You deserve all the love and happiness in your life.. Don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.
I love the people who can make you happy just by being in your life.
We walk across a tightrope,
Tightened among crashing seas of black and white
Scales tipping among morals
Morals twisted according to beliefs.
The wooden swords we once knew shattered to splinters at our feet
The chalked sidewalks cracked to nothing but blocks of concrete,
And the odds have never been in our favour,
And fate is too fickle a fiend to befriend.
We still are walking along the tightrope,
Wire cutting into our feet,
Blood dripping into the sea,
Crimson red slowly replacing the ashy gray,
Tearing up flesh, not even causing a sting.
They still don’t care,
And you still believe they might,
No matter the pain that you can feel rip through you
With every passing of your feet across the twine.
From what I can see I’m not living my life, I’m just merely surviving.
Why’d you left me behind? You said you’d grow old with me.
I don’t miss riding the bus,
But I do miss making them—
Sprinting past the moseying,
The Nike drawstrings jangling,
The exhausted tailing exhaust,
Damning the Wendy’s
Stabbing our sides.
It is so exhausting to feel nothing and everything all at once.
I’m going crazy..
It seems as if my pain will last for eternity.
I’m tired of pretending to be happy.
I’m tired of acting like everything’s alright.
I can spend the entire day with you and I would still miss you the moment you leave.
I so love you