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addictings · 2 years

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It is so disappointing when you believe someone is going to be with you for the rest of your life, then all of a sudden they aren’t there for you anymore. I’ll always admire and support them from afar, but I wish I could be close to them again.

— strangers with memories (2022)

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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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penguinsandlions · 2 years

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you, you, you, you, you. A million times over. you<3 .

#excerpt from a story i'll never finish #unreciprocated love #unrequited love #lovecore

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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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darichonne · 2 years

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watchingsunsetsandnetflix · 1 year

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my family isn’t in my blood.

it’s in the familiar squinty face my dad makes when he’s proud of his joke.

it’s in fighting over who gets to hug my grandma.

it’s in silently nodding to the music my brother plays in his car.

it’s in tackling my little brother when he’s winning at soccer.

it’s in the way my grandma and great aunt have the same voice, and their daughters do too.

it’s in the lectures my grandma gives us when people in the movie start cursing.

it’s in the way we always know who’s on whose team when we play board games with everyone, including my cousins and uncles and aunts.

it’s in the late night drives for ice cream.

it’s in the way they all say “don’t take an hour” when i say i’m going to shower.

it’s in the familiar routine of deciding on a show to binge when my cousin comes.

it’s in the necklaces my aunt gave me that i wouldn’t trade for anything.

it’s in spending longer picking the movie than watching it because my brother never agrees.

it’s in the way he slides a bowl of popcorn in front of my door, then runs away instead of handing it to me.

it’s in having the same comfort movies.

it’s in the feeling when i make them smile.

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wyncollette · 2 years

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For people who have bothered to break the cycle, how brave of you?

I am a hurricane in the making.

In my own glory, I make chaos and stir the waters within my family

I break the pattern of broken wives left by abusive husbands

I shout knives that drive into the hearts of cowards

I am a hurricane in the making.

In my own darkness, I question if the damage left was worth the mess I've made

I worry the looks of every loved ones around me

I cry like the cowards I've striked my knives into

I am a hurricane in the making.

I walk in this world bringing tragedy.

My parents now do not speak to me

In gatherings, I sneak and my cousins are hidden away from me

In conversation, my name was spoken with spit and fire!

I destroyed the fucking cycle.

I speak of truth and enlightened them of the pain they gathered and passed on to the children.

I am the one that made them realize!

And I am now the evil one.

I am a hurricane in the making.

- EliteColle // wyncollette

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aquietmorningrambles · 1 year

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rainy afternoon with you

The slow trickling rain relentlessly pouring A gentle melody accompanying our conversation "we know each other for way too long, yet it still feel like the first few day of knowing you. Happy, giddy, cheeky. I still love spending time with you, just being with you" Isn't that the beauty of our relationship? There's still lots of quirks to discovered, inside jokes to be made, fights to be had (hopefully not too much) Our chapters is long, but still far from ending (hopefully a new chapter soon tho) We will make hundred more, memories and stories and everything in between A giant blanket made from intertwined feelings, gently wrapping

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love-nadrah · 2 years

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He screamed into nothingness…maybe she would catch the echoes. > He longed for her calmness… like she longed for the violent waves. > She was like two AM stars… lighting up every corner of his heart. < But he never dared to reach further. < For she forbade him the torture. > Stars were radiant and beautiful… < But stars also burn and die, brutally… and she needed to save him from that.

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addictings · 1 year

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Forget December

i remember always feeling excited for December. It was a month filled with joy, family and excitement. I remember the feeling of laying in bed wearing my reindeer pajamas under multiple fuzzy blanket, giddy with excitement for the next day to come. I never dreaded the days like I do now. I used to be filled to the brim with excitement to the point where couldn’t fall asleep. Now, the days drain me to where I no longer eagerly await the next day. I can’t wait to go to sleep again as soon as I wake up in the morning.

December became a new sense of dread for me. It’s a month consisting of constant reminders of loss, loneliness, and emptiness. The darkness surrounds my thoughts and begins to eat me alive. The coldness is so debilitating i struggle to keep warm under my blanket and my mismatched t-shirt with sweatpants i wore the day before.

I never knew people began to decorate the evergreen trees with lights and ornaments of sort to ward off the evils of December, but I don’t think that was our ancestors greatest accomplishments. The colorful lights that sit right outside my windows every December are a haunting reminder of Christmases past. The stupid faux evergreen tree that is shoved into the corner of my living room, tilts with the heaviness of memories of times where life was bearable.

Giving gifts was something that made this time worth it, but it seems as time passes, the less I feel motivated to mind-read what every person in my life wants. I never refined my motor skills either so wrapping the gifts after searching far and wide for a useless gadget that will be destroyed by next year, never worked well for me. I am a perfectionist at heart, but the effort it takes to learn how to wrap gifts for someone who may not be with you next year never felt worth it to me. I’m lucky if i overhear something my parents want, but otherwise I have been settling for gift cards hoping they will use it on necessities.

Working during this time always feels like a pointless effort, I am too exhausted to stay awake during the second half of my shift and too cold to leave my seat to wake myself up, so next to nothing gets done. Depending on my coworkers is a whole other issue when it’s obvious they’re in the same sinking boat as me. Of course the bosses don’t care as they spend their Decembers in Phoenix.

I always remember being excited for December and staying up late on new years, watching the year change. Now it’s just another reminder that all our time spent here is coming to an end quicker than we thought, but maybe that’s one good thing. Less Decembers for me

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musiquesduciel · 2 years

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If you are ever puzzled with how easily I let you go after such a passionate display of my feelings, know that it took me a great deal of self-control to not text you that day, or the next. It is because of those feelings, I held my affection in so I could make space for the possible existence of yours.

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lethantigo · 2 years

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I’ve never been burned more

with such a dramatic intensity

of your passion.

I found my

heart nearly

skipping a beat

the moment

I heard you chuckle.

I could have mistaken it as

a senseless feeling

but

something about my heart’s

motive to open itself up

wanting to be engulfed in your being

again, and again, and again.

I won’t take you for granted any longer

for you are the reason I

continue to feel myself

slowing falling in love with

who you are.

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penguinsandlions · 2 years

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One day, in another universe, it'll be me and you. It'll be us and we'll be happy. And nothing will stop us from being together

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jacuzziwrites · 1 year

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"Save me from this place." I don't know why I speak. No one has ever responded. I doubt that anyone can hear me. "Save me. Someone please save me." I've screamed and I've wailed. I've begged and I've bled. But to no avail. I pray to the heavens above, "Where is the savior of your prophecy?" They mock me in their silence.

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darichonne · 2 years

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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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