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mjoriginals · 5 months
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highkeyheart · 4 years
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To all the people I’ve loved too much
KT
I love you
I do
But you won’t talk to me like you used to
I will always love you
And it will never be the same
I still wonder if anyone else
Could ever love me that way
AP
The last time you said my name
Was the last time I loved it
I’m MJ nice to meet you
She just wants her shirt back
Trust I don’t miss you
But sometimes I do
So here I am in Denver
It’s not easier but it’s farther
Would you be my friend if we started all over again
Would I have kissed you had I known how it would end
Would you have written my name in your poem
Would “us” have still have felt like home
I guess I better go to sleep again
Before I start to think I miss you again
Gotta numb the pain
Better take the medicine
Because you held a knife to me
And I ran to it
Bleeding, we both loved the thrill of it
You twisted it inside me,
Imagining you,
And I wondered if I might be in your nightmares too
And cigarettes are zero calories
And packed full of memories
I’m not ready yet to let go
And I know I never will be
I’m not ready to deal with my insecurities effectively
Those memories
Your stuttering
Did you ever really trust me
When will someone love me
I let her down
I know that now
I fucked up
But miss her touch
I miss your touch
I just need to be touched
An ode to those I’ve loved too much
CF
In the trenches
I see your face
And I think maybe everything will be alright
I see my loved ones dying all around me
And then I see you lying right beside me
I know you don’t love me
But I know you don’t hate me
In the war in my mind
I hold your photo like you’re mine
It’s keeping me alive
To imagine you by my side
MJ
I love all the wrong people
In all the right ways
And feel all hurt
When they can’t reciprocate
So I’ll find someone new
To let me down
But of course I can’t even sleep now
What’s fuckin wrong with me
I’m not enough
But I’m being too much
I can’t talk
I can’t breathe
Why can’t anyone help me
Why won’t anyone touch me
I kinda want a cigarette
But I can’t breathe
I kinda wanna die
But I can’t leave
An ode to those I tried to let love me
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mjoriginals · 15 days
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Find a penny, pick it up
Bend it over, back it up
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mjoriginals · 16 days
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Breaking news!
All my attempts at trying to emotionally distance myself from people who I thought were being emotionally distant to me has been for naught!
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mjoriginals · 20 days
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Damn the way this boy spun me around the dance floor in a way I almost thought I could be straight again lmaoo
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mjoriginals · 2 months
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mjoriginals · 4 months
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I will never forget Kathleen saying she was going to come to my job interview with me and sit on their toilet a while. Lmao hands down most terrifying moment of my year
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mjoriginals · 4 months
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To pack the vibrators or not to pack the vibratiors?
That is the question
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mjoriginals · 4 months
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Avenger? I hardly know ‘er
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mjoriginals · 4 months
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“This is very cringe to admit but you are my friend so be kind to me.”
- KT
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mjoriginals · 4 months
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Omg ghosthoney/tyler just liked my book review on goodreads
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mjoriginals · 5 months
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Damn I had a vivid dream that I had my interview and it went well. I woke up chillin, thinkin I was already done with it, you know, before reality set in. But it was a great sleep, great while it lasted lol
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mjoriginals · 5 months
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I had a dream I hit Emerald’s brother’s car in the parking lot of a church. When Emerald and her brother got out of the car though, her brother was now Emily Jones’ little brother, Alex, instead of Emerald’s little brother, Evan. I asked if he wanted my car insurance info. He said Idk let me check and see if there’s any damage to the car. Emerald and I walked into church while he was checking out the car situation. He came in the church and this time was an entirely different guy I didn’t even recognize. He was like “so how does this work?” I was like “I think you just call the number and tell them what happened.” He was like “when do I say the prayer?” and I realized he was standing in line for confession, not talking about the car insurance.
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mjoriginals · 5 months
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mjoriginals · 5 months
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Apparently 2023 was the year of realizing so many people are fuckin obsessed with me no matter wtf I do or where the fuck I live, and I should def invite more people to come visit me in CO even if for no fuckin reason at all
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