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[ @nosebleedclub IX saltwater skin prompt]

will my hair ever dry?

bloody lips sting with salty ocean water

no gates to restrict the flood

stay afloat, stay afloat

waves break into eyes, burning the cornea

tides pull back and forth, dragging on numb limbs

guide me, guide me

a breath so shallow it delivers no oxygen, only love

warm blood and cold water

loud laughs between crashing waves

a kiss faster gone then the rock at the shore she tried to grab

remembering soothing nothingness when her thumb reaches her mouth

saltwater skin on her tastebuds

cells itching and itching with the desperate need

to return to the sea

freedom leaving her soul as dry sand is being gently brushed off her ankle

wet parts still sticking like leeches to the hairs of her leg, shaved too long ago

fueling a longing rooted too deep

and it can never be reached

return to the sea

and never reach the bottom of the ocean.

#nosebleedclub #my words #Will my hair ever dry? #poems #Poetry #Rambling #creative writing #saltwater skin

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babe wake up a new trolley problem just dropped

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What if you were an annoying, irredeemable asshole… 😊😍and I was an  annoying, irredeemable asshole …😝 and we did annoying, villainous shit together… 🥴🤝haha jk… unless…? 😳

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#the tokyorev subreddit is killing me #tokyo revengers #tokyorev #bonten #mikey #manjiro sano #shinichiro #tokyo manji gang #manga panel #mikey manjiro sano

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"I'm afraid of you. In loving me you hold a knife at my throat. In loving you I tell you exactly where to cut."

The Romajuiliette vibes are immaculate please-

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how messed up are you?

well my favourite trope is enemies to lovers, go figure

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reminder: you don’t need to be at your worst to be deserving of help.

#tw: suicide #Suicide #suicidal #suicidal thoughts #depression #trauma #ptsd #cptsd #bpd #borderline #manic depression #sh #selfharm #sad thoughts #Reminers #mental health #recovery #Mental Illnes #support #chat #screenshot #best friend #wholesome #mentally ill #bipolar #dark thoughts #stay alive #valid #you are valid #your feelings matter

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featherlight, her purpose was to fill up her heart with weightless oxygen - breathe and fly into the sky.

an angel. smiling wholeheartedly and laughing like a child, her presence is certain to ignite hope.

truly, what a selfish act it was to melt a human into a angel-shaped tin, tint her eyes a bright color.

unspoken words are rotting inside my throat, too defeated to try and fight their way out of my mouth.

there’s things that must stay unsaid as not to weigh onto my angel’s lungs; she must stay afloat.

make yourself easy and drop all the weight, tell me about my mistakes and lighten your soul, nurture the hope planted in you.

in a world where your eyes where the only thing worth fighting for, i don’t regret protecting you and i don’t feel the need to remind you of it.

because once the words slip through my lips their rotten smell will destroy your angelic existence i ever so carefully build.

you need me to be a monster and being your older sister, believe me, i am glad to be one for you.

let the weight of a whole family’s trauma squeeze my lungs shut and make me suffocate.

it’s okay, as long as you smile.

dear sister, you will never know how much i sacrificed for your safety and that’s perfect.

you are my hope, my proof that happiness is achievable, that there’s a world where suffering doesn’t paralyze your every muscle.

for the sake of this, i will be your villain.

i won’t tell you, how much it hurts that giving my life wasn’t enough to shield your completely from this broken people looking like parents.

i will tell you how sorry i am instead.

so sorry, that your wings are flawed and the weight of my mistakes drags you to the ground.

forgive me for burning myself and nurturing your seed with my ashes in an doomed attempt of creating a life worth living.

#sibling trauma #ptsd #trauma #cptsd #poetic #poem #creative writing #my words #short poem #nosebleedclub

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Trista Mateer, “For the One Who Loved My Hands More than Anything Else.” The Dogs I Have Kissed

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bridget o’bernstein, “how to be a body” + franz kafka, letters to milena

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“hurt people hurt people” not me bitch the fuck???? go to therapy

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I am.

Are you

#finish the poem

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listening to music isn’t enough anymore i need to eat it

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The Capricorn urge to stop the breathing and then go back to sleep.

the Gemini urge to eat shit and die

#my predictive text is trying to kill me apparently #HOW DO I STOP THE BREATHING?