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I am so alone, just two x chromosomes...

just some shit i wrote today… thinking, bitter///

I have so many people around me yet I’m so lonely. Maybe its because I know they don’t need me, and even worse, I know I don’t need them. 

Everyone I know is in love. It makes me fucking sick. Everyone has someone who wants to touch them not because they possess a body but because they posses that thing inside them that makes them a human being, more than just a mass of cells. No one wants to touch me like that. They want the mass of cells that produced lips for bitting and a vagina for fucking. They want to touch those two X chromosomes that met to make me 20 years ago. 

20 years is such a fucking long time to be touched and not savored. 

I’m a human being and people want my body, just not me. How terrible it is to be told how beautiful and different and stunning you are, yet you fall asleep every night in the cold arms of loneliness’ embrace… 

Maybe everything is just a trick, an optical illusion of some sort. I thought I had someone once. I thought they wanted me because of my thoughts and my words and my stories. I thought they wanted to bite MY lip and caress MY waist. I thought I meant something to someone. I thought they wanted to read my past and be written into my future. I guess not. Sometimes when you read to fast you miss the fine print. 

What a terrible, terrible mistake it is to think you are anything more than nothing to anyone.

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hey so a long while back in like 7th grade I saw a girl reading a book at my lunch table and i caught a glimpse of the summary and it seemed really good and I was wondering if you knew what book it was. okay so it was like a blind girl's mom goes into a pharmacy or something and leaves the girl in the car and some dude gets in to steal the car and drives away with her and ends up accidentally kidnapping her

I’m 99.9% sure it’s Girl, Stolen by April Henry! 

Sixteen-year-old Cheyenne Wilder is sleeping in the back of the car while her stepmom fills a prescription for antibiotics. Before Cheyenne realizes what’s happening, the car is being stolen.Griffin hadn’t meant to kidnap Cheyenne and once he finds out that not only does she have pneumonia, but that she’s blind, he really doesn’t know what to do. When his dad finds out that Cheyenne’s father is the president of a powerful corporation, everything changes–now there’s a reason to keep her. How will Cheyenne survive this nightmare?

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“ I don’t know, I guess my mind has been every where today.”, she says closing the refrigerator with juice in hand.

“ I’m just worried about you being in your room all day that’s all. Why don’t we go get some lunch?”

She ponders the decision, she hasn’t been outside in months. She’s been ready she is better now, but what if they come back again?

#Just something I wrote #bored #writing #storyline #add some more! #add something #story #where will it go #what happened

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If we are born to die, and we all die to live, then what's the point of living life if it just contradicts?

The Drug in Me is You 

#falling in reverse #ronnie radke #jacky vincent #derek jones #ron ficarro #ryan seaman #the drug in me is you #quotes #true #life

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do you see

it already happened, but you feel like you could have done more. you could have stopped them. you didn’t know someone could hurt so bad and just end it all. it hurts, more than it should. to feel so angry and filled with so much pain. you tried to help, but noting changed their mind. to cry and want them back is all that happens. they said they wouldn’t happen, they said it wouldn’t hurt. you don’t want to blame them, but the scar that they left on your heart keeps reopening. you are left alone with your mind and you try to piece together what happened, its not real. you know what they were talking about, being stuck in the dark corner of the world with no one there. the emptiness that you feel chills through your body. your head hurts, your body aches. clawing at the sides of your head in a ball, you will never feel the same.  

#see #feel #i'm sorry #sad #death #gone #alone #why #help #save me #do you understand #i love you #hurt #pain #dark #please #please help #writing #read

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idea

you have so many ideas, they will help. you know they can, but because of the body that you are stuck in no one believes you. the teen that you are, maybe if you were older. then again you see people with great ideas, they may be older and people still don’t believe them. you have to try so hard and they still shut you down. they find the connections from your heart and your brain and they cut them, they tell you what to believe. no, you wont let them tell you what to think, how to live. you will show what you can do. you will be a heroin to a big or small group, but you are happy because you helped. they were wrong and you showed them. you bring all of the power within you to show what you believe is right. you don’t come out with hate, but love. something that might help everyone. small steps lead to big changes.

#idea #just something i wrote #writing #read #them #thoughts #change isn't bad #change #believe #expressyourself #love #help #happy #smile

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If you’re on tumblr right this very second, you should know that even if times get rough you are still a fucking fantastic person and you deserve to have a great day.

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Who You Are

be who or what you want to be, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. be confident. embrace what is good for you. to be loved is amazing, it doesn’t matter by who. only if they care about the fact that you are who you are, that you are a special individual. only if they are who you want to be with. do what you do best, take a stand for who and what you represent. just feel better. the darkness has gotten me, but i can get out. so can you. everyone can hold hands and live together. learn to love one another. we are all human. there is not need to kill, shame, or hate. what we need is to love. we need to come over our differences and learn to understand.this is what tears our world a part. there will always be people that understand what you go through, how you feel. the world will need to deal with how special you are. we shouldn’t have to plea for people to be themselves. don’t be afraid. take my hand and we will stand, we will stand for what is right. we wont let anyone in our barrier. when one stands up they are standing up for so many more because they love, they care. 

#gay #lesbian #straight #bisexual #bi #pans #asexual #gender identity #trans #transgender #transsexual #cisgender #sexual orientation #yourself #special #the one #perfect #loved #weird #different #funny #white #black #asian #mexican #depressed #depression #pride #confidence #to love

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Pen

with it in hand you write. write all of the things that burn inside you, things that you feel. to write things out makes you feel better, the gray behind your eyes leave. everything in your mind floods on to the page, and fills the lines. with this you feel as you live with in the words, falling in love each one. knowing that they are a part of you. you smile as you write, it makes you happy. a pen is all you need to complete the task. you will be come free, they you can fly. soar away into the lines.

#pen #free #freedom #my little secret #write #writing #read #love #happy #smile #thoughts #think

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Sleep

it restores your energy, it restarts your day. giving you a chance to relax and watch the movie you create. it puts you in situations that seem real. you twitch and smile on the outside, only you knowing what is on the inside. you are warm under blankets next to your love. they hold you as you dream of them. heart and mind working together to create a new picture. knowing that getting up would be a horrible task, but all good things must come to an end. 

#good things #good #happy #love #my love #smile #sleep #warm #dream #writing #read #thoughts

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Smile

go out into the world, face it. don’t forget your shield, it will keep you safe through out the day. don’t show whats behind it, they may think you are insane. as you go through your day you drop your shield and you go to grab it but someone else does. they have that tint of gray emerging from them as you do. you get rid of your shield and walk with them. they understand.

#smile #the smile is your shield #shield #sad #satisfaction of being understood #safe #writing #read

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Box

it is dark inside, you can’t get out. stuck in the same routine day after day. everyday it gets smaller, it keeps shrinking. making you feel like you are going to explode. the shadows that live inside your mind consume you, they pull you away. you try to fight them off, to keep them away. they still take you and you are now alone. you are left in the dark. the darkness in your box took you and now you will never come back. they stole you.

#box #dark #sad #stuck #lost #shriking #shdows #writing #read #alone

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Darkness

it encloses you before you sleep. it makes you feel alone. that is where you think, your solitude. it allows the bad thoughts to come into your mind. how you messed up, what you did wrong. you think about what is tearing you apart. you feel like no one understands. you fear the thoughts in your mind, only the ones in the dark. why is it there, in the enclosure of my mind. the deep parts come out, the acid swells in my veins. i cry, i feel powerless. try to sleep it off it will go away. it wont.

#sad #darkness #dark #my mind #mind #thoughts #problems #writing #read

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Friend

i will see her today, she is coming over. i haven’t seen her in forever. we have grown up together, now in college. we would play in the mud and build castles. she would stand up for me as i would for her. i miss her, where is she, she is late. i’ll call her, why isn’t she answering. i’ll just see whats on tv. wow, that’s a really bad crash...wait. no, that’s her car. that’s her car. that’s her. no, this isn’t happening. i need to go. please, no, why...

#sad #friend #her #car crash #best friend #writing #read

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May

the flowers being to bloom, they are so vibrant. run through the grass, the wind blows though your hair. you faintly hear the small sneezes of children. they run and play with the others. the leaves on the trees are finally green and birds make homes among them. as you lay in the grass you draw what you see, the kids, flowers, trees. everything comes together perfectly. as the wind blows through the grass it fills you with thrill and excitement. 

#may #spring #flowers #color #trees #birds #children #kids #writing #read

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Songs

they are made to show emotion. the artist shows their emotion though them, they try to connect with you. it is low toned and their voice is soft. you listen as it grasps onto your feelings, you play again. listening to only what they say. it also tricks you. it is a fast upbeat song, but you then listen to the lyrics and they aren’t sweet. artists have their own way of conveying music. to show your feelings in a song you are allowing the listener to understand where you are coming from. to share those feelings with them. 

#songs #emotion #feelings #artist #slow #soft #writing #read