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366daysoflife · 6 months
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and things pass,
They never change, and you can never go back;
But they pass
and you wake up one morning,
Realize that the spot next to you is never going to be filled with the person you thought,
It’s cold
and you turn to smile,
But there’s no one beside you to run your shoulder into,
And there’s only the stumble in your heart to remind you at all
it makes you angry every day
And even as you grit your teeth it makes you feel empty
Where does all the love go when you can’t pass it on anymore?
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366daysoflife · 9 months
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We hide past versions of ourselves,
But in my experience the feelings of those shadows never go away.
I’m still in love with the same people I’ve always loved,
And still as heartbroken over it
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366daysoflife · 2 years
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I love you
I hate you
I want to get you stuck under my gums
I want to chew you up and spit you back out
I want you to wrap your arms around me and take me back
I want to scream and cry in your face
I’ve got a closed fist
I’ve got a clasped hand
I’ve got your clothes
Will I ever get mine back?
I’ve got nothing but memories
You’re there in every word I say
I can’t escape
You’re slipping away between my fingers
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366daysoflife · 2 years
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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Stupid questions I shouldn’t ask,
But desperately want to know the answer
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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Someday I’ll make you see the light and hope I see in you
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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I miss you
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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Hello! I’m doing an art project and I require information!
This project is on femininity and what it means to each individual to express femininity. All sexualities and gender expressions are welcome to participate, and I would really love some non-binary and trans folks to share their experiences. The link to the google form is below, and you can find me on Instagram here: Shilohh_art, to see some examples of my art and to contact me if you would like to be more involved with your personal piece! You could also dm me here I really don’t mind.
Please reblog this even if you don’t participate so that I can get as many experiences as possible!
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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I think I’ll miss you all my life
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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I can feel the desperation in my bones again
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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I stare- green
I’ve got a painting half finished to send to you,
Things I’ve thought that I want to share,
Miss your smile oh-so terribly,
But I stare -green
And I don’t say any of it
I wonder if you stare at the same thing.
Waiting- as I do.
And I wonder if maybe we’re all afraid
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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And I think I’d drown in this forever if I let myself.
This uncertainty
Thinking I love you, could love you, have loved you
I swear I used to know.
I think I’d burn in this if I could.
Grit my teeth and feel that pain
Can’t want it
(Crave it, feel it down my chin like blood)
I’d offer myself up every time,
Shouldn’t let me be the fire you start-
But it’s that painful kind of laughter when you clutch my hands.
Feel my lungs raw in my chest
And I let myself be destroyed
By myself - it’s all me
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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Of course, hidden in every ‘some things shouldn’t be said’ is every confession I’ve already made
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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And I love and I love and I love, what else is there really? I love you and I love you and I love you, how could I stop? Be honest, is there a truth I can’t see? I look at you and it’s pure, the feeling in my chest. No other way to describe it. I want you in any way I can have you, and any way I can make you happy. I’m trying, so so hard to be selfless with this. Because my love is not a fragile thing, but my heart is. I can break my own heart, but the love doesn’t snap. I don’t know what could end it, but it don’t think it’s anything you or I could do. So my love is there for all to see. I’ll say it, shout it, paint it or sing it for everyone to know, but my own wishes? Those I’ll keep tucked away behind my ribcage, because my love is not for me. It’s not my own. But my wants, those secret things, they’re too much to ever ask for and my heart couldn’t take a no
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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We hide past versions of ourselves,
But in my experience the feelings of those shadows never go away.
I’m still in love with the same people I’ve always loved,
And still as heartbroken over it
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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Beginning to think I hate ‘if only’
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366daysoflife · 3 years
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Some days I look back
And I see all the places I fell apart-
Or collapsed inward.
I had so much conviction.
Everything I did was sure
Actions written in stone.
I live in inbetweens now.
Decisions half-formed and shapeless.
Ideals I don’t think I’ll ever reach,
But not being too upset about that.
Loving with a whole heart,
But unsure if it’s ever real.
I used to see every end as a finalé,
Curtain closed, lights up, magic gone,
Now I’ve had people come in and out of my life,
In so many different ways,
And the ways I’ve loved them have changed just as many times,
That I know that curtain is more like a dimming of lights.
There’s no real end to it all.
Just the moment of silence before the actors take to the stage again.
-s.h
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