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on colors and being different and not being enough for yourself

(please reblog instead of liking)

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hey i commented something on your other blog abt 4n4 right before i decided to recover today...

super glad that i followed this account too though...

this is my fourth recovery attempt and i just wanted to lyk so you didn't think i was rude and un followed <3

i remember you!! omg!!! i’m so proud of you. you’ve got it this time!!! i’m always here if you need me, and i’m so excited to see you make it through to the other side. just remember that my DMs are open 💜💜💜

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hi guys it’s abt 2am rn and i just wrote a poem i think i need therapy anyway should i post it what do y’all think lmfao

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TW for eating disorders. stay safe.

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L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

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The Elephant

The elephant looks so nice there;

he ties the room together so neatly.

I can’t stop replaying the way

you whispered to me so sweetly. 

The elephant knows your magic words-

how they wrap around my head;

how they squeezed against my stomach

and they sank into your bed.

“Focus on me, it’s me and you”

Arms so safe and eyes so blue..

Sober thoughts turned drunken actions-

your touch started a chain reaction. 

And now we sit with an elephant,

the room starts to feel tight. 

Let’s talk about the weather

or the football game last night. 

When I shake, you hold like stone.

You speak freely, I struggle to rhyme.

The elephant may be patient now,

but it’s only a matter of time. 

The elephant knows we won’t bring him up,

so he sits on the ground;

he catalogs what I won’t say

whenever you’re around. 

No matter how we dress him up,

an elephant he stays.

Soon enough, he’ll squash our friendship…

When he takes a step, we sway.  

If we look at him, he’ll leave

and it’ll just be me and you…

To avoid the conversation,

we must welcome the whole zoo.

Your touches linger, your memories vanish,

your smile stands concrete and proud.

We both know about the elephant,

We just won’t say it out loud. 

Maybe we enjoy the elephant,

playing his awkward “quiet game,”

Maybe you like to listen

when my roommates sing your name. 

This room is cozy and quiet

(like a place we both recall)

It’s beginning to feel like

the elephant is thirty feet tall.

Was it in my head?

Maybe it was just a dream.

For now, we’ll sit in our room

until someone says what I want to scream.

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true to form, i have not posted after making the post about wanting to post more. honestly though, i didn’t even really start writing super often again until super recently. i may or may not have a new idea that i think is super cool 🐘 see y’all soon :p

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It's my 5 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

my content has not gotten any better!!! (wooo!!)

thanks for sticking around. also, im sorry you’ve stuck around.

maybe this year i’ll post more than once a week!! or yknow, once a week at all!!!

anyway, here’s to this!!! :)

-via

#5 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone

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Inside/Outside

I am a sunflower disguised as a rose

The prettiest poem hides the angriest prose

A room full of people and yet I’m alone

But I’m happy, see, I’m smiling

I am a friend to all and therefore a friend to none

And I think some battles just can’t be won

I inherited an illness that’s infected my brain

And plagues my everyday life.

At night I feel sick

When I think of what was said.

That word, its meaning, soak under my clothes

And practically tear them off.

I feel exposed though I am innocent

Like the subject of a gossip magazine article

Bad press creates great pressure.

Falsified friendships and fabricated feelings

Hide my greatest desires from overbearing eyes

Life is a battlefield, a state of war

And my reputation is my shield.

My smile, my clothes, my words are my weapons

That pull the wool over your eyes.

You don’t see the mess that I made

The carnations that bloom from under my skin

The monster I made to minimize me

You won’t read the words I wanted to write.

I’ll tell you instead that I can’t dance

That I’m too neurotic to leave things to chance

And that sometimes I just want to scream

Because why the fuck aren’t mermaids real?

My head swirls with lyrics and laments

About love, lust, and loss

I’ll talk, and talk loudly, but not about what makes me feel like shouting.

My actions stay hidden, my stories unwritten

Because why would you want to know me?

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hey. i know it’s been a while since i posted anything. i’ve honestly had so much i’ve been thinking about lately and i couldn’t even think of the words to say it. i want to try to post more frequently but oh my goodness gracious it’s so hard to find the motivation to share what i’ve been writing lately. thanks for sticking around, to those of you who have.

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welcome to vía managing their very weird circumstances.. hope everyone’s doing well. it’s been a while :)

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i’m glad you were here.

even though i can’t believe

i’ll never hear your voice again

i’m glad i knew it so well.

even though i feel lonely

without your perfectly-timed jokes

im grateful for the laughter they brought.

even though i know

this isn’t truly the end,

i wish it wasn’t so long a pause.

even though i know

you live on in my memories,

im heartbroken we can’t make any more.

even though i know

you still had so much left to do,

im proud of all that you accomplished.

and even though i’m so angry

that you were taken away so soon,

im glad that i had a chance to love you.

(i’ve written this over the last few days after the announcement of the passing of one of my favorite creators. an amazing storyteller, content creator, and role model, i will forever be grateful for all that technoblade has inspired me to do. i love you, techno. i always will. thank you. 💗👑)

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they say that someday you’ll start feeling better.

but conveniently, they forget to mention the

weeks

months

years in between.

someday you’ll start feeling better…

but until then, you’ll have to get used to the

stinging,

burning,

aching,

gaping pain you feel all over.

someday you’ll start feeling better,

but in the interim you may find

that getting up in the morning..

smiling..

laughing..

even speaking

have become herculean tasks.

someday you’ll start feeling better,

but you’ll never know when or how.

just one day you’ll wake up, and the words will lose their sting.

one day you’ll wake up, and the anger will stop burning.

one day you’ll wake up, and your heart will lose its ache.

and someday, when you’re ready, maybe you’ll fill that gaping hole.

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Someone

all i want

in this endless universe

is to be a Someone

to someone like you.

i want to be

an inspiration

worthy of

your dedication

a subject of

your adoration

as you have been to me.

you have the power

to make clocks tick

to make ships sail

or make spirits sink.

everything beautiful that i see,

honey, it bears your name.

i wish more than anything

to make rain fall

and to make rocket ships soar…

how i wish to be a Someone

that your Someone heart can adore.

♥️

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prince charming <3

(welcome to via being a simp yet again)

a song that sounded like the stars

i could see in your eyes,

a floor set atop the clouds

as we danced through the skies.

your hands wrapped around my waist

clocks following your guide,

each second slow and slower still

as your smile stopped time.

with a rhythm that became my refuge

and a heartbeat i could feel,

my dear, you’ve made me certain

that prince charming must be real.

your hands have my attention

and your face is all i see;

that’s everything i need to know

this prince is meant for me.

romeo can go home

and the beast can stay a dog;

any prince is just a jester

compared to the boy i love.

i may have both my shoes,

but this prince charming is mine;

i’m not worried about the clock

because i’ll love you for all time.

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hello everyone, today im being a giant simp so i wrote whatever the hell this is

every step you take is an earthquake

each smile a shooting star

it seems i can’t help but want you

for everything that you are

of course, i’d never tell a soul

how i felt about you

but with those wondrous eyes

of bright green fire

what else was i meant to do?

every word you speak is an anchor

each laugh a ray of sun

my heart skips when you’re near me

i’ve never felt this for anyone

though i’d love to tell you everything

i can’t say anything at all

but with your heart and soul

of pure, glittering gold

i had no choice but to fall

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“How to be Different”

(i wrote this for my english class and i really liked it, so i thought i’d share it here. i hope anyone who reads this enjoys, or feels connected.)

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