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theluciddragonfly · 2 years
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Have you ever tried to resurrect a minuscule part of your soul?
Only to discover the comfort you seek from within lies in a memory born of soul-wrenching tragedy so depressing it defies the seven stages of grief.
Now you're scouring all four corners of your heart in search of a new toxic trait to help soothe the pain into a quiet melancholy.
A thought crosses your mind, and you're left wondering if you can raise darkness from the ashes.
Then you remember, sometimes it's better to let a piece of yourself descend into damnation. If you didn't let go of a part of your misery, you'd fall straight into the endless flames of eternal madness.
Your fatal coup de grace.
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andylevareq · 1 year
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you post another video of the both of you fucking hard and raw and even i could see more for 7.99. i exit the app and redownload tinder.
if it’s coping for you it’s coping for me.
i get a little drunk and a lot high so when he posts a picture of us together on my snapchat story i forget to take it down. you post a photo of the two of you together in the town that was once ours.
there was no coping that night. i clenched our old love in my sweaty palms and screamed myself raw.
we are nipping at each other like feral dogs trying to draw first blood. this hurts. but at the end of the day this still hurts less than loving you did.
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vippik · 9 months
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In his underjeans
From a sanitary oblivion
The dogs bark in distance
Chasing the moonball
I hear
And where my lust
Loses its dream
Under the dusty skyline
On terrace of drowsy limelight
I whisper "bye bye"
So is this how
Meditations sound like
Curating every single element
Of cacophony so defined
I attend to all of 'em
But what I seek
And what I take
In between my humane mistakes
They surprise
I wonder during sleepless nights
Once it's done
So is everything else
The magic mourns
The death of dreamland
Don't yawn now
I dare
'Cause I too am too vile
Due to my bodily reptile
Slithering in atmospheric breeze
And often do they sneeze
I run dry
- An Entry From My Hook-up Diary by ©vippik
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trustonlystars · 2 years
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You know what's relieving? This pain is still something I can talk about; a heartbreak, is still something I can get my mind around. I can still look at the emotion and tell what bothers, and where it hurts the most, what is heavy and which set of memories are too stubborn. Grief, is not like that, I am afraid of saying the word, and touching the emotion. I can't tell you where it sits in my soul, but I know it's someplace hollow.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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atimesksquared · 2 years
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vesperwhispered · 1 year
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itsmegallene · 1 year
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Silence can be loud,—I mean not just by any negative notion—but also by keeping things or dreams within yourself. Silently working through and around them.
A third of a time you may feel good; okay or even crap chasing such dreams, big or small. I feel like silence protects and nurtures that dream—slowly and steadily.
I believe that there's happiness to having the chance of keeping the good things within yourself and within that silence for a while.. a chance to pat your back because your hard work paid off despite thinking it might have not been that big of an effort that you did. And yet here you are having gained such validation from the universe, like it's saying: "You did good..through the small things or not—it's the process and your progress."
—Gallene //my silence; [11.22.2022, 0:22AM]
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paulapuddephatt · 2 years
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Pastel Shades
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theluciddragonfly · 2 years
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I know where you hide when the depression and the madness consumes your insides until your forced to subside.
I know who you are no matter how hard you try to hide behind the abyss concealing all your forbidden lies.
Your pride isn’t always a tool you can easily hide behind, so you race to form an illusion worthy of your wiles.
You are naked in my sight because a human can’t disguise a fatal flaw that’s already been compromised.
I see you because we are two halves torn from the same cloth and you can’t hide from the wreckage I feel inside.
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andylevareq · 1 year
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It felt like
The peace which I've been chasing
The happiness I deserve
Full moon moon and full sun in sthe sky
A quote I wanting to say
A quote you've been saying
A quote I've been ignoring
A quote you've been suppressing
An closure of hearts and feelings
An unheard melody
A misunderstood lyric
A white line in my grey area
A painting lacking your color
A spoken love letter
A written confession
A kiss on fresh scar
A bandaid for the heartache
A beginning and an end
It all started the same
A moment when puzzle pieces fall together
And two galaxies meet
The lips touched each other
I reached heaven again
The reality is pleasing sometimes as well.
- Andy Levareq, Couple of Culprits.
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i honestly haven’t thought about them in months. i didn’t even realize i had the lack of an ache until i had a dream where they took they’re place in center stage. it was the ghost of a ghost. a memory from a past life, that tasted raw in my teeth.
when i woke up it took minutes for my mind to catch to up the honey heavy feeling coating my skin. i had forgotten what is was like to be hunted. i had forgotten how to be scared of the lion. then it came back in spikes of adrenaline and foggy strikes like i’d never left all over again.
but i got up and made myself breakfast. but it took about an hour before i’d scrubbed myself clean. i no longer had to wait days for the bruises to heal. i no longer had to clean the cuts.
-this is healing even if it feels like another lost battle
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agirlsbestfriend · 2 months
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the waves of melancholy that wash over me lately, smell a lot like your cologne.
-in the rough
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catherinevaughan · 1 year
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patinainsurance · 1 year
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vesperwhispered · 1 year
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