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“You can let it go, You can throw a party full of everyone you know N not invite your family ‘Cause they never showed you love” Did they really never show you love? I grew up in that house, with those same faces around me. They’re me, I’m them. I have my father’s eyes, my mother’s smile, anger runs in the bloodline. Weekends were meant for long drives, friday evening we used to go to the park. Where did we take a turn? Did I grow up or did we all get caught up in our own shells? Maybe we all started lying, keeping things from eachother to not let the other one worry. I was once your bright star, the perfect child. Maybe I failed, maybe that was our reason. But hey I made it easier for my sister. She wont have to burn in her own ashes to forge perfection. Maybe y’all will still love and support the failing me,but blinded by self hate I’ll be the one not supporting myself. You have your reasons, perfectly valid. But your concerns weren’t my fault were they? Do you regret that I never stayed the versatile kid? I wish you told me to correct my mistakes in a better way, I could’ve tried to share the weight if not lessen. You used to be my savior in every minor inconvenience now I’ve to save myself even from my own thoughts Dad said make friends, be nice to them. Maybe I overdid it due to my old habit of trying to keep everyone satisfied. Mom said dont get too attached, but never told me how to measure the ‘too’. Now I watch over my friends from a distance always detached but still trying to make them smile. It feels lke a swingin pendulum, every step I take makes me hesitate. Was I too close? Was I too distant? That’s how I ended up being scared that everyone I love will leave me . We still go on drives, still have that time, but never got that comfort back. Still have that fun sometimes, it gives me a deja vu, reminding myself that they’re all the same maybe you’ve changed. Maybe they still give the same love but I couldnt take it well. The thoughts suffocate me just as the tense feeling of having them in the next room. But the truth is that we all changed bit by bit, or maybe suddenly, never subtle enough to go unnoticed. Now we’re left with one thing unchanged, the face, the anger and the same last name.

written by @thelastfunctioningbraincell

#write you a song #write-you-a-song #excerpts from my heart #excerpts from a book i'll never write #spilled thoughts

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Which one of you actually writes these, I swear I'm a huge fan. Is it a joint venture or what , how does it work?

Heyy!! I'm glad you liked it!

We both write it, it's a sort of joint venture? ... Like we write our own posts n the other one proofreads it. I hope that makes sense.

Thanks for reading!! stay tuned for the future posts we've got a few of them in there!

Also we appreciate prompts or what y'all want to see us write. So suggestions are always welcome!

#ask #anon #write-you-a-song #mod Nobody!

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Jigsaw

We're all actually a jigsaw. We changed, evolved so much over the time, for ourselves or for others, not just lovers but for family or friends. If you stand by the mirror you might see a new person.

You stopped wearing pinks because people said that's just girly. You tried your best to socialize and participate in class just so your classmates won't leave you out. You talked to everyone, pretended you were having fun with them while it actually just drained your energy. You became the choreographer instead of the performer so your friend would get the centre instead of you.

You stopped letting your hair down at the age of 13 because your mom thought you're trying to get someone's attention and your friends made fun of your hair. You covered your mouth while laughing so they won't see your teeth anymore.

You stopped talking about your favourite band to that person because they thought its childish. You got into that show just so you'll get a topic while talking to her. You learned about her culture so you'd know what she says. You remembered all the small things just to make them notice that you care.

You tried to find a new hobby because your parents called it useless. You bent your future plans because mom said you can't take care of yourself.

In all the crowd of people who cut out pieces of you, wait for the one who says "please don't change anything about you. That's the last thing I'd want"

#write-you-a-song #words #excerpts from a book i'll never write #excerpts from my heart #writings #writer #aesthetic #writing #spilled ink #spilled feelings #spilled thoughts #spilled heart #jigsaw #conan gray

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This makes me so soft🥺🥺

The whole thing is just so pure ahhh

thank you beloved!! stay tuned for more content <33 this means a lot

#WYAS asks #mod kan

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it is the feeling, an aura, a sense of warmth i feel everytime i see you around. the heat in my body, the flush on my cheeks, all of it. it might go unnoticed by you, and i sure hope it does, for i would be proven an idiot, caught in the perfect world of my dreams, where there would be nothing but you and i, and our world's colliding altogether. everywhere i see, i find you. you're in the air that i breathe, the clothes that i wear, the perfume that i sprinkle, the colour of flowers, the voice of a nightingale, and everything that fazes me. you're a sight for sore eyes, and i would consider myself blind, if it was for me missing out on you, and everything you do. you're in every beat of my heart, that races whenever you smile, and i swear i see the tinge on your face when you catch me looking your way. tell me your heart can't stay calm. tell me you dream of me. tell me you feel the same way. tell me you love me too. because i do, with every living part of my soul.

#write-you-a-song #words #love #books & libraries #quotes #excerpt from a book i'll never finish #writings #writer #excerpt from my heart #aesthetic #writing #spilled ink #spilled quotes #spilled feelings #spilled prose #spilled heart #academia

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They asked me if it was my dad's, I said no. They gave a sly smile asking if it was my boyfriend's, I denied. They asked me if it was a girl then , I pushed them off with a smile. Your oversized hoodie soft, and warm, I hold it close to my heart, wear it when I want comfort, nearly drown it it since it comes down to my thighs. It's the one I stole from you last time, now I'll claim it as mine. How dare they think it's just some lover, When it's my precious person. How could we fit a label on us, you're my dearest friend, your arms are my home and your hoodie is ours now. It smells like me now, little sweet little sweat. But you gave it to me saying "you'll always be here with me whenever I wear this, like a hug of cloth". I don't wanna return it if you ask me, it makes me feel like you're drawing stars around my scars by being here with me, close to my heart. I haven't slept peacefully before, but your hoodie did the magic now I sleep , dream of the good times. Why should it always be anyone else, when it could always be you.

#write-you-a-song #quotes #books & libraries #prose #prose writing #prose poetry #original prose #spilled ink #writers and poets #poets on tumblr #excerpt from a book i'll never finish #excerpt from my heart #aesthetic #encore #spilled words #pretty words #on love

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It's all in the songs, it's all on the setting. The one that I smiled like an idiot to, the one that I would sing to you. I always wished I would get to tell you about this song, our song. The day I told you about it you smiled and said I was sweet. We made many memories to that song, so many smiles and laughs to match our chaos. But now when I listen to it, still smile, remembering everything we did with every detail, everything you said. But tell my why tears roll down my cheeks, tell me why I can't feel the way I used to listening to my favourite song?

#write-you-a-song #books & libraries #quotes #songs #aesthetic #academia #memories #abstract #love #core #encore #sad aesthetic #words #excerpt from a book i'll never finish #writers and poets #poetry #prose #spilled ink #prose writing #original prose

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the sun gleams down on me as i sit by the window, pen in hand, hair–a mess, and some recklessly scribbled notes on my lap, eyes half closing out of sheer weariness, the ennui kicking in, it all felt too eccentric. that is when i feel a strand brush my face, flowing with the light breeze. i peer out, and descry the leaves turning from green to yellow, dispatching from the trees like a bird taking its first flight, and then it occurs to me. it's autumn. the sweatshirt which one felt too strange feels like home now. the overflowing hair from a loose scrunchie suddenly don't bother me. i feel warm, not just from the outside, but from within too. an unfeigned smile creeps upon my face. it's november and I'm happy. it's november and I'm at ease. this is where i belong, this is home.

#november #spilled words #words #autumn #autumn aesthetic #fall #fall aesthetic #light academia #academia #comfort core #comfort #winter sun #aesthetic #write-you-a-song #studycore #study aesthetic

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I saw you skipping down the sidewalk with headphones on. You were walking in your own world ,short haired brunette stepping on the leaves red and brown. You shivered a bit as the autumn breeze hit your small round face. Everytime it lit up like the fireflies on some evening as you stepped on the dry leaf for a perfect crunch. Wish I could come running to step on those leaves with you. Find some small happy moments and a purpose. I don't have the guts nor do I have the heart to get you close to my darkness. A pure soul like you is like a blessing, your existence can heal me. I wish you caught me staring this long, for I don't have the guts, maybe if you take a step we could make it to the end. But you're in your own world, as I sip my coffee and the sun sets down, my short haired brunette, skips her way through autumn leaves.

#autumn #brunette #my music #aesthetic #academia #comfort #short hair #perfection #moments #feels #autumn aesthetic #sunsets #coffee #cold #fall #words #write-you-a-song

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I wonder if heather knows everyone loves her so much, that she became an inspiration for a song. I wonder if they know someone’s always thinking of them, so much that the person suddenly becomes a poet. Pouring their love into words, making places around bright and beautiful. It’s such a beautiful thing that feelings can be expressed in the form of words, so they never die, live for evermore. 

I wonder if the person they write sad songs about knows that they’ve changed someone’s life so bad, that the person who wrote words of sunshine now has stains of teardrops on everything they write. Do they really wonder ‘shit I was the reason they wrote this’. Or do they just ignore saying it must be the imaginary somebody?

Does the blonde girl from sour know? Does Ophelia know? Dorothea, do you know they adore you so much? 

You might forget how it was to feel like that, but when you go back to your words you’d know the familiar feeling like walking down the memory lane. Would they listen to the song about them and think about how it felt?

Would you know my writings are about you? Would you resonate with what I felt when I wrote it? Or would you too say its just an imaginary somebody?

#heather #ophelia #random thoughts #write-you-a-song #spilled thoughts #writerscorner #writer brain #poets #writers and poets #dorothea #songs #pop #imagine #academia #feels #love #expression

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hey everyone! A while ago @malfoytookmyheart and @thelastfunctioningbraincell made a taglist, and gave y’all an idea about our plans, so this is it!

This is our new poetic/prose/scenario blog! 

Here, we will write about our feelings, be it in a poetry, or a prose.

Ours mods will be: #mod nobody and #mod kan 

The list of our mutuals is undercut! Let us know if you wanna be in the taglist for our upcoming content or not. 

All the love <3

@malfoytookmyheart 's mutuals: @therandomstuffposter @thelastfunctioningbraincell @burn-like-starss @i-am-lost-forever @mystiqueshithead @justthinkaboutyourselfforonce@randomlimelightxxx @jonahlovescoffee @kajukatliontop @floralbeast @ifigotyouuu @shamelessly-fierre-less @happyyfeet @itsliterallyjustme @iwonthesitatebich @streetfighter29 @butterflies-glitter @sarcasm-caffeine-and-chaos @hiya-its-amber @lunaquotedlove

>@thelastfunctioningbraincell 's mutuals:  @queenlilith43 @ghafa-dale @garimamorgenstairsfairdale @crazy-beautiful @nerdyfuntheorist @hardlymatters @shadowhunting-hooligans @herondalebitchh @in-love-with-themoon @noah-herondale-lightwood @the-blackdale @fangirlinindia @fangirl2o20 @justanormaldemon @like-we-are-made-of-starlightt14 @kitandtyarelife  @whiskedthought @gabtapia @malfoytookmyheart @a-book-locked-nerd @thorndale @agnesandmina @magdalena-of-the-tower @fandomsandmess @ithurielkeepsgettingkidnapped @mentally-unstable-fangirl @butterflies-glitter @imapparantlycoolandfriendly @just-another-being @snickerdoodlechittybangbang @they-ca-llme-princess @i-dream-of-idk @dark-artifices-only @gorgeous-herondale @rebelliousrochelle @poetrybymoksh @almostlovingdreamland @thoughtsaretoomuchforus @church-of-burnt-romancess @lunaoncesaid @idontknowwhatitshouldbecalled @never-ending-forever @namastaytfawayy @sanibond @raenprabhaker @lunaoncesaid @yonkitybonkity

#taglist #intro post #Mod:Kan #Mod:Nobody #Sorry if we forgot to tag anyone....we're kinda running low on braincells #posting soon! #sorry our taglist didn't tag anyone apparently