#spilt thoughts

[wordsfromac]

It's easy to tell

when someone's never experienced what your going through.

All you have to do is open up to them and hear their dejected and disappointed sigh, and you know you can't go to them about that again.

No matter how much you cry over it, you can never tell them about it because they simply don't understand.

And they don't want to.

#spilt thoughts #spilled tears #writing #emotional #regret #alone #feeling alone #im sorry i cant help it

[marshmellody]

angry and tired. nothing more

#franz kafka probably #words #spilt ink #spilt thoughts #spilt words #relateable #tired #angry

[dark-academia-alcoholic]

I think I've found a home amidst this void. While I'm not a twitter refugee, I figured this would be the best time for me to slip in, unnoticed. Among the flood of those displaced by whatever is happening on the rest of the civilized social media world, I'm just looking to cultivate my own little nook with trinkets and shiny things that make me smile.

I must admit though, I am a retiree from the front lines of reddit, where I came from a homestead of no renown, lurking on boards that never quite felt right. Reddit is like a busy newsroom, with users scrambling around, flinging the documents they're so desperately trying to get into print. It's chaos. The rules are strictly enforced, but often seem haphazard at best. It's truly a rat race of those hoping to gain internet points that mean nothing.

But here, there are no such rules (mostly). And in this nook of mine I can post whatever I want (except nudes? Idk anymore. Though that's not my thing anyway.) And unlike what I seem to hear on almost every other social media, I don't care about seeking out followers or likes. People who share common interests with me will come with time, and I am patient.

So for now, I continue to decorate my little cottage on the fringes of social media society, and wait to hear the knock on my door of welcome guests.

#spilt thoughts #social media #cottagecore #goblincore #witchcraft #witchy things

[somewhere-rich]

Someone : How's life treating you?

Me(drunk) : Like a toxic boyfriend.

#spilt thoughts #feelings #late night posts #i am always high #socialconnection #belief #dead poets society #dark academia #literature #success #writings #writers #women writers #newjourney #writerscommunity #writers on tumblr

[theyellowonethatfeelsblue]

[Text ID: "How can i empty the closet?/ How can I put myself into boxes? / And carry on to a new land?"- July F. : extract from "College goodbye"]

#poetry #literature #school #old poem #tumblarians #books and libraries #light academia #dark academism #dark academia #collage #spilled poetry #spilt thoughts #spilled in writing #spilled ink #spilled poem #book quotes #poem #my poetry

[fairy-tales-are-not-real]

"And to think I wouldn't get my heart broken in the end was dumb. Now I find myself trying again; not able to care that I'm asking for heartbreak."

-Sad Song of a Broken Poet

#sadsongofabrokenpoet #ssoabp #spilt thoughts #spilled ink #spilt words #spilled thoughts #spilt ink #love #2am thoughts #heart break

[gayun]

20230306 night recording transcript

It feels like, I don't have anyone to turn to.

And it's really sad. But I've run out of sadness. I'm just I'm running on empty and I just want to die. I've always joked about not thinking I'll live up to 30. Now that I am 30, I don't think I can live beyond it.

I've been looking up lethal dosages of prescriptions I have.

Always staying just a little bit under because I just want to black out and not have to deal with anything. But last night I- I think I almost died.

I told a few people that i've been self-medicating and how I didn't recall having a conversation with some people right before I think I almost OD'd.

I told those people that

My memory was hazy.

And it seems like they don't care

Yeah, it seems like they don't care.

What do you do when people you care about?

Don't care for you in return.

What do you do? You keep reaching out. Telling them you're not okay. Just for them to brush it off. And say yeah can't wait to meet you for lunch or

Hey. When do you want to come Cyprus?

I,

I am hurting.

I am hurting. And I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know where to go from here.

#sad cowboy yeehaw #spilled thoughts #spilt thoughts #recorded confessions #cassette feelings #trigger warning

[ghostofirene]

your favourite book.

read me like a book, pick me up with care and look through my pages.

carefully read my thoughts and inner secrets.

mark my pages with your tears at times, fold the corner of my pages where you left off, laugh when the time comes.

talk about me with tender voice and sweet praises, speak to anyone who hears you.

read me like your favourite book.

#poets corner #poetsandwriters #poets on tumblr #poetscommunity #poetry #new poets society #female poets #poem #sad poem #ink spills #spilt thoughts #spilt ink

[unicorns-green-adventure]

#melanin #sneakers #spilt thoughts

[theblankspaceandplace]

‘All Hail, All Hallows’. 💋

#poetry #poems on tumblr #spilt thoughts #spilt ink #poetry is not a luxury #poetry is not dead #feral girl fall #lana del ray moodboard #booktok #halloween #all hallows eve

[fxckkitskay]

Don’t you wanna feel sick?The Mirror screams at me all my flaws, i want to feel happy, a healthy mind, how dose it feel, to walk in the sun with flowing hair and glowing skin, a perfect body?

#poetry #my words #recovery #🦋 memes #notprojustusingthetags #pro recovery #i’m not recovering #i’ve been here too long #why am i like this #spilt thoughts #writers on tumblr #ed recovery #bipolar

[dark-academia-alcoholic]

In my college years, I had a classmate, a muse, discovered by pure chance. She was, by all categories, no different, no more or less interesting, no more unique than any other student on the campus. This made her perfect for my purposes.

We had a relationship that was a blur between total strangers, and acquaintances. Our conversations never breached anything beyond the mundane, often related to school work and assignments. But we communicated so much more through the subtle language of the eyes, movements, and an occasionally dropped pencil.

As I had mentioned, she was a muse of mine for a perpetually continuing project, which suffice to say in this instance, is a study on people. She knew that she filled this role, and her smile communicated to me that she enjoyed being the focus of my project, even for a short period of time.

I'll be the first to admit to quickly, easily, and unintentionally falling hopelessly into feelings for others, which I had believed was the case with my muse. But her reaction one day, at the start of a new semester, when she saw my at the time girlfriend, signaled to me that the feelings were not one sided.

We were both fully aware that a relationship between the two of us was never a possibility, both because that would ruin what we had, but also because we were both already in committed relationships. Relationships that, only years after our eventual parting, would result in marriages.

Instead, she was upset at the destruction of the illusion of a relationship between the two of us. For the years that we knew each other, we entertained this thought, knowing full and well it would never happen. But that illusion was quickly brought down, when chance would have it that my significant other was placed in the same class as us.

That very semester happened to be our very last together, and though we never spoke, and never formally saw one another again, I still see her in town, but only in passing.

And now, having found a home on this site, I've begun to spread my roots, and find others of interest to me and my project. And to my surprise, I discover not my original muse, but someone who looks strikingly similar to her. And though my project has long since moved on, these thoughts and memories return to me once more.

~Abadon

#spilled thoughts #spilt thoughts #dark acadamia #chaos academia #chaotic academia #romantic academia

[somewhere-rich]

When you have decided to go that way, just go that way, don't fucking look back.

#feelings #literature #newjourney #belief #success #dark academia #dead poets society #socialconnection #i write #writers on tumblr #female writers #spilt thoughts #spilled thoughts #believe in yourselves #you are the best #i love u

[theyellowonethatfeelsblue]

[Text ID:"A storm in a tea cup, you are:/I fear you like I do driving my car;/You scream and the world goes still./Of this rage I can say I got my fill."- July F. :extract from " The fathers that raised us"]

#poetry #old poem #literature #dark academia #light academia #poem #spilled ink #overthinking #spilt thoughts #spilled in writing #spilled words #my poem #my poetry #booklr

[marshmellody]

Kindness. That's all you need.

#thats all that matters #words #spilled words #spilt thoughts #spilt ink #spilt words #kindess #affermations

[but-mostly-que]

Spilt Milk

Spilt milk. There's no point crying over it. It's a saying.

And here I am being asked to. Being yelled at because I'm NOT sorry enough. I am not disturbed enough to jump immediately and offer help. I am a cold woman, an uncaring partner, a loveless marriage in action because my reaction wasn't what he wanted.

"Aaaaaah! Freeze!"

And so I do. But that's wrong.

"Can you HELP me?! At least fetch a cloth! Why aren't you bothering to help me?!?" "Uhm, you said freeze?", but I fetch the cloth anyway.

I know the problem is just starting. The lecture begun. The trial in session. Why don't I care enough to offer help? Why wouldn't I know how serious the situation is? Couldn't I see the milk EVERYWHERE? Why can't I just care more? Why did he have to ASK for help? Why did he have to ask for a cloth? Why didn't I try calm him down? Why didn't I try harder to diffuse his temper when he was clearly upset? That's what a partner is meant to do he believes.

And I defend. I reason I did everything that was clearly asked of me. I froze, I fetched & I answered all the Whys and Wheres.

But in my heart, as the argument spins on and on for hours because he isn't hearing the mysterious answer he claims he needs in order to move on... I keep thinking... I don't cry over spilt milk. I'm done with this big regret.

#i regret everything #relationships #marriage #blame! #spilt milk #spilt thoughts #diffuser #you make it worse #reason #dont blame me