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thesewordsaremymusings · 6 months

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“I want to take my heart off my sleeve, it has grown too heavy.”

-m.n.

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lua-pele · 1 month

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The rain just stopped and it's quarter to three in the morning. I couldn't sleep because my head kept playing with the memories we had together.. it hurts so bad. I looked at the pictures of you i kept in my google drive..

"I want to forget you"

I'm pleading.. hardly pleading my heart to forget you..

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shittonofapples · 10 days

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A week has passed since I locked away my heart.

I already feel lighter, with their memories no longer floating above my head like the ghosts of balloons which were popped long ago.

They are always with me.

My first girl, J, with her ivory black hair and her full eyes, her melodic voice and her tinkering chuckle.

My first love, P, with his wide smile and friendly face, his love for making everything a game and racing everywhere.

My first orgasm, A, with his long golden hair and piercings everywhere, his rock music and his slow way to talk.

My first coincidence, R, with his honey curls, green eyes and sweet smile, his taste so similar to mine and his everlasting way of critiquing everything in a film.

My first crush after finding myself, An, with her redish curly locks, her daring dark eyes and her hourglass figure... her devilish smirk, her love for chaos and for loving almost everything I love.

I carry them with me wherever I go, my beloved almosts and yet nevers, the people who took a piece of my heart with them and whom I wonder if they think of me once in a while. I wish for them the entirety of the happiness they desire, I wish for them to be fulfilled and healed and surrounded by love... I wished I could have been one of the people there to love them, and I wonder if in other universes I am. I wonder if its true, what is said in Spider-Man! If there are infinite versions of me and how many of those versions get to be by their sides.

This version, nevertheless, is... just here. Meeting people I love endlessly and losing them all the same. Destined to be alone.

Art by: @reindrawsapples on IG

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lost-in-time-marie · 5 months

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It was a grey and overcast afternoon, as I sat outside breathing the cool, humid air, ripe with the heavy rain soon to come, and I thought to myself, there is still pain in my heart, but for the first time, I feel like I can live with it.

~K.

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musiquesduciel · 2 years

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One day we will all be part of one of the supermassive blackholes floating through space at trillion light years per second waiting to evaporate. An atom that vibrated right next to another in my arm will be trillion light years apart from it and part of another blackhole contributing to the heat death of the universe and never to be touching the other again, nor knowing it was part of one body a long, long time ago. Irrelevance of my existence never fails to amuse me.

Please remember you were here.

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myselfishworld · 9 months

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This is not my first time of getting drunk, even this is my first time of alcohol. She already had me perfect hangover, for years.

H.K on Time Doesn't Heal

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tinybabybunny · 10 months

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I find myself always intrigued by things larger than me by quite a hundred times. It is formidable, yet I like the feeling of being smol and vulnerable but powerful enough to make a giant bow down to me on all its fours. It could swallow me alive. Crush me within its fist. Somewhere I want it to be pertrified of how I, a creature equivalent as an ant is to a human, stand my ground. To devour me you have to fear me first.

-Sarjika

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mrly · 9 months

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you had an accent hard to understand and love that only found it’s way to the line between two things. i never blamed you for hugging me with torn hands. i knew what your arms were longing to say - stay here, forever, the house is yours and the world will always be there, spinning. stay here, with me and do not grow out of my embrace. stay here and i will learn to love you the right way, all over again

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trustonlystars · 1 year

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You wouldn't know, the blood stains on my palms are the remnants of the stories sitting as scars. I don't remember when these thorns fell in love with my fingertips, are they destined to create art that hurts? You know it was midnight and I was trying to look out into a world that's easier to understand, unlike my own heart. I did not have answers as to why your words walked so close-to-kill that night. There was no reason for me to seek empty souls and hollow houses, no reason for you to draw harsh lines, but that's what we do in love, no? Carve out our version of strokes even if that bleeds on the other side. I'll give you my side of the story and never hear yours, that's how you can choose to forget this story, and I can keep it alive. Afterall, I am a storyteller, how can I give up on mine?

- trustonlystars | Jannie F

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josiebelladonna · 1 month

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she looked on at 300 pounds at one point as she grappled with the breaks in her heart, but the heat of life and seeing the love of her life with someone else brought her back to life.

she learned to show her skin with pride in hopes to bring him back.

she learned the way of the kitchen to enchant him, and she wound up enchanting girls and boys from far and wide.

her prowess is in her breasts. her vulnerability, in her stubborn belly. her secret weapon, her hair.

she is the portuguese waitress 🇵🇹💋

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thesewordsaremymusings · 7 months

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“And perhaps this October, I’ll find myself a lover who meets me where the spirit meets the bones.”

-m.n. | “I won’t be able to look away.”

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lua-pele · 1 month

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As the sun sets, i patiently standing in the window, looking straight at your car parked on the other side. I don't want to blink, or turn my head side to side, or even turn around for i was hoping to see a glimpse of you, even if it's kilometer's away from where i stand. Even my vision was blurry, for i know and memorize how you walk, every step, every body movements you make. I knew it was you. Even i will not see your face visibly.. i knew it was you..

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jacuzziwrites · 2 years

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"Love me." She pleads.

"I do not know how to live in a world where you do not love me. Love me, please." I look away. I can't look into her eyes. Her eyes hold such blatant adoration towards me and yet, I feel nothing towards her.

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shittonofapples · 3 months

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And just like that, after two days of knowing you, I suddenly understand evitative attachment. I had been pursuing people with whom I knew I had no chance and whom I knew I would not form an attachment with, because I did not want my affections to be returned. Because I did not want to meet someone with whom life seemed lighter and sweeter, in fear of losing them. I am aware of all my shortcomings, which make me not ideal for anyone right now. I do not wish to hurt you, nor do I wish to be hurt. I know in my bones we do not fit, but my heart leaps with joy at the sight of your smiling lips. Could you blame me for wanting to get away when I so desire to be ever so close to you? Could you blame me, lovely doll, if I stopped what we started last night and resumed as we were?

It was true when they said it came if you stopped looking for it, but love, to me, seems like a trap. It seems sweet, lovely, funny and kind but I recognize it for the painful trap it truly is and for what it truly would be if I let it enter my weakened heart.

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hazeltoheraugustus · 1 year

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I drink back my poison words

That cut deeper than any sword

I hit myself again and again

As the pain melts and flows

My pillow absorbs the hot tears

Leaking down my eyes

Night brings my worst fears

All my demons come to life

Cut, cut and cut

That's all I ever do

Red oozes out

It sings my song of doom

Keep torturing me like this

And I become your slave

The blood becomes my water

As I swim in pain

The familiar warmth feels good

The sting feels like home

The harm continues

As the night grows cold

~shubhaa

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myselfishworld · 1 year

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She never stared on a mirror with thunder curved within both eyes like she used to me, that's why she always ask if I love her.

H.K on Time Doesn't Heal

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