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today i told my mom i want to work in the cemetery she laughed like i was joking but i told her i meant everything i wanna dig up the graves and put the flowers on the faces i need to live next to the hoarded silence that only closed coffins can save and eat with the worms when im slipping from what is real and feel some fucking peace when war is all i feel i want to live i want to die i want to be alive for ten seconds without needing to take my life i want to love like i feel love can be like but everyone is so fucking different and no one loves like its right i told her its like im a god like i could fly and river like the heavens crying god from the skys i rip out every heart that ever tried to live inside   mastered the forgiveness of people who said they would never lie and plastered their faces into the corners my mind everyone is a lie every god is a lie and my face is melting hell to hold off the parasites they still kill me with every bite and its a lie its the lie its what i know is hiding inside I am what is never mentioned and what goes there to die

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Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.

Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via larmoyante)

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It’s one of those mornings where you wake up wanting to cry because you had a bad dream about someone you used to love but it isn’t raining outside so you feel guilty.

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A part of me just hopes that one day he looks back and realizes I’m not there and I hope that tears him up inside.

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The Journey

I've loved many times before, loved beyond measure and bounds. I've taken leaps from cliffs, fallen through the trees, skid elbows and knees for loves sake. But bodies grow tired and hearts stop beating and I'm tired of choking on the blood I'm left with after loving and fighting too hard.

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We’ve been hurt so much that we’re no longer forced to tears or fits of rage. We’ve known heartache since children and heartbreak since womb, where we felt for our mothers as cycles continued.

We never had life. Full or free. Only cramped into a house too small, a shoe to small, a body too big.

We screamed for the Gods to help us, but silent was He. The only one who could change our nightmares to love.

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Still trying to figure out why I have such a sad, sad soul. Where did it come from, where will it take me?

#thoughts #seriously though

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And I hope...

You scroll through the timeline Of my heartbreak and find Misery in every sentence And that you ache at each Question mark. I hope it marks a time for you That you'll remember for years to come And that you lose the Breath that you stole from me. I hope you see misfortune. I hope you bleed regret And sweat pain. I hope you find yourself Blurred inside emotions that Crash like hurricanes and Spin like tornados I pray you see black. Black skin and black dreams. I pray you dream of lips full And hip swings I pray you miss me by the ounce, I pray you lose count Of the hours you spend Longing for my presence Beside you. One day I'll hope the best, Today I hope your misery.

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I finally realized that he believed that his admission, after months of gas lighting and lying to me, was enough to make amends. He had wronged me then decided that he would set the terms for my forgiveness and restitution...

The Kinfolk Collective

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I know you been going through some things you can't explain,which you may think that shit insane. I know you just tryna maintain, that shit is lame, you can't complain. Don't love the same, I know you diving through pain, I know you going so crazy. I know you running on empty, that shit can fuck with your mente- I know this shit don't you tempt me.

"I Know" Big Sean ft. Jhene Aiko

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I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

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Someone who knows how it feels.

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expressing what’s inside doesn’t come naturally anymore, especially when your words still bleed from all those times you bit your tongue.

thewritersaddress. (via thewritersaddress)

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Soulmates

He said unsmiling, “Not all soulmates are lovers.” A star crashed somewhere.

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Immanuel. God with us.