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autumnsunshine10 · 2 years
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It seems I no more know myself than before. Just when I think I've finally come close to cracking the code, there it goes, another digit added or subtracted out of nowhere. Often when someone describes me in any certain way I can't help but wonder if I have them fooled without meaning to or if another person (even those we don't know on that deep a level) can actually offer unbiased insights into who we are. Could it be I'm the biggest mystery to me? And if so, will it ever be solved and resolved?
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jessibiene · 2 years
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Feelings clashing: anger, sadness, hope Battling over our future
My dignity screams no but the memories seem so happy Your toxicity screams no but the memories seem so happy
Is my rage blocking my mind or are the memories fogging it? Can’t decide for a yes or a no, there always seems to be a part that blocks it.
But isn’t it funny how after all you still wake feelings at all in me?
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It’s been a year.
It’s been a year since that fateful night.
It’s been a year since my heart ended up shattered all over the pavement.
It’s been a year and we’ve talked it through.
It’s been a year and I still want you.
It’s been a year and I’m still here.
Still stuck on you, while you’re stuck on her.
It’s been a year and we still talk.
It’s been a year and we’ve moved on to casual intimacy.
It’s been a year and you’re still confusing me.
I can’t believe it’s been a year.
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Sagittarius Life
$naturallydeedee
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a home with you
When the sky starts to darken and the hue turned blue and purple,
So does my heart, brewing a concoction of fear, anxiety and loneliness 
The way I can feel it shrinking with every minute pass
I wish the day would go a little bit slower, the earth would spinning just a little bit less
It's scary being alone, and its even scarier when you're used to not being alone
Sometimes I resent the way I feel when I'm with you
Content, happy and utterly blissful
Because when you're back, working, at the end of the world, and I'm back, studying, at the other end of the world
It felt like all of those fuzzy feelings was ripped out and burned to the ground
A cycle that kept repeating everytime you left
Well, not entirely true
I'm being a little bit dramatic to be honest, but my heart still hurt nonetheless 
And maybe, today, it hurt a bit more
Cause I caught a glimpse of our future, and I can't help but think, oh how delightful it is when we're finally together at our home
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you don’t like me
you don’t even know me
you maybe like the person you think i am or the person you want me to be
but you don’t like me
i’ve known you haven’t liked me since i was hmm yeah 9
you have never known me and you never will
you will never have the honour of knowing me the person i am
you don’t deserve it
you’re not even even kind enough to the person you think i am or the person you want me to be, let alone the person i actually am
you don’t deserve access to me
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fannybeth49 · 2 years
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Expectations lead to nothing.
For years I've been excited, anticipating and wishing so many things and at those times when I want them the most it does not go the way I want it to. And at the times I least expect or wish for something to happen I'm most surprised and happy.
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“I want to take my heart off my sleeve, it has grown too heavy.”
-m.n.
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jerichogender · 6 months
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thinking about the time they actually gave joey dialogue in the new teen titans: games…
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“He could be role-playing with us. Art represents civilization. Maybe he’s showing us his end game?”
this says sooo much about him: his deductive reasoning skills, his appreciation for art, his understanding of other people’s psychology. i need more stories where joey gets to play detective, especially in an art or music history context, and i NEED him to have proper dialogue
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lost-in-time-marie · 7 days
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God Lives With The Ants
When I was younger, I would lay under a maple tree in the backyard. I’d stare up at the leaves and watch them wither from a bright green into orange and red and fall all around my head. I’d talk with the wind that danced and sang as it rushed through the trees and played with my hair. I’d observe the ants as they went about their business in the dirt next to me. So small, and yet we occupied the same space, but our perspectives couldn’t be more different. Our futures intimately linked and yet I found myself wondering if this crawling little insect could sense my gaze. I wondered what great giant’s ribcage laid beside my whole infinite universe, small enough to be held on the tip of their finger. And suddenly, for the first time, I believed that colossus did gaze at my universe, occupying its same space, but somehow so small and impossibly different, and it would get misty eyed pondering the complexity and beauty of our entangled existences, and it would hope things for all us and then mourn those hopes as they changed and evolved over the years, entirely beyond anyone’s reach at this point.
~K.
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burgecci · 2 months
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i realized
you just want me to be around, don’t you?
for me, it was just
the way i showed up for you
the way i held you down and had your back
the way i was always the stable one,
the one who always thinks clearly
the way i was loyal for you
you are scared of losing me
because you just lost one of your closest
and no one else handle you like i do, right?
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darichonne · 1 month
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insta: @darichonne
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lunarharp · 5 months
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qifrey's birthday and silly stuff
#witch hat tag#orufrey#excerpt is from my 30k failing eye fic (link in pinned) which has a birthday scene. i revisited and edited it again and it is now 30k :)#kerplunk thing is because of a mysterious game that shirahama has drawn orufrey playing before and to me it looks like Kerplunk.#a kids' game from this 'Real World' which we live in. card game is Cheat from neopets. but it's a real game. i want to play it for real....#you lie and cheat in it..hence the name..and 'branston the eyrie you are a bold one' classic neopets tumblr post...no....ok then.....#'hey qif i know we're obsessed with witches' kerplunk but we used to play cheat all the time what happened to that??'#'oh. i just..don't like lying to you. i don't like how it feels.' 'oh haha i guess that's a good thing. ok let's play kerplunk instead ^_^'#'mm. *dying inside crying in the rain in my soul*'#i dislike trying to illustrate my writing. i resent myself for having described oru's captivating mysterious smile so perfectly#i can't draw that. i know what it looks like perfectly in my mind and i am right there on that roof but i can't draw it satisfyingly enough#writing comes from a different part of my brain. there's different things in there. i'm glad i wrote out some of what i can't draw.#then there are things that i don't write or draw but which are still a crucial ongoing facet of my orufrey mindscape.#the Written orufrey the Drawn orufrey and the Unspoken orufrey... three faces of a beautiful irreplaceable jewel in my heart...#could a depressed person do THAT.
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sometimes it's just really hard to find joy in the inbetween
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Still working on me. Still learning to put me first. Also remembering to protect my energy. For me my biggiest issue is protecting my atmosphere. I need to sit still and stop allowing my energy out. The protection I need is for what's in the circle. It's not about keeping things out but about the value of what's inside. The higher the value the more you put in it's protection.
I know my value however I haven't protected myself the way I should.
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a day with you
A bit too moody for my liking, that's what I think when I see myself reflected in your eyes
"nonsense" you said, indifferently
The incoherent part of me like to argue, but the rest knows the truth
I know you a bit too well and knowing when you're lying is something I pick up early on
I don't know if its the inherent need to touch something familiar when I'm anxious (anxiously checking the exact minutes you have to fly back)
or
I just can't be bothered to conjure any sensible sentences for the time being (aka no talk just touch)
Moody and touchy, and still, refusing to part
We've been together longer that I've been alone today, yet I still wish it was longer
I wish I could hold your hand while I'm laying down, while you rub my back slowly
I wish I could scoot too close for comfort, too hot to keep up because of the way the weather is but still doing it anyway
I wish I could feel and hear your heartbeat, the rhythmic change that I cause ever so suddenly
I know we will met again soon but I can't help it
Stubbornly saying yes to everything, just for a chance to be together one second more
What should I do to stop myself from counting the days when I can see you again?
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