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threewordusername · 2 days

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rows of streetlights

illuminate the path

we choose to walk alone.

concrete-tiled sidewalks

usher us to destinations

pre-determined;

"when will it all end?"

i wonder. must i continue

to wander, forever?

"pedestrian."

d.b.a

you will surely find what you're looking for once you stop searching for it.

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mytalesandyou · 2 days

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I love way too hard and too deep and that's my fault.

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nostalgicforthe1990s · 1 year

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If you don’t feel lonely in your twenties; then you’re one of the lucky ones.

Most of us feel like we’re drowning, or invisible, a ghost among others that’s unseen, unheard, clinging onto the bones of friendships that once were.

Reading books to take a break from my own life and read about someone else’s that’s for more interesting and less depressing.

I wish I found comfort in a friendship group, I wish I had a friendship group.

Me? The only comfort I find is in a cigarette and a blanket wrapped round me when I stand in the cold morning air, the trees and the darkness being the only friends I have.

So if you’re not lonely in your twenties, then you really are the lucky ones, because some of us, don’t even have someone.

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vodkatales · 2 years

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For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.

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writingthethoughtsaway · 3 months

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“I believed you even when I knew you were lying.”

- S. C. C.

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ninasdrafts · 2 months

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charmingwinds · 4 months

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I read somewhere that the act of peeling oranges for someone is considered love. I found it stupid.

Then one day, I was home after a tiring day and there were oranges sitting on the counter. I knew they had to be eaten that day, a day later, they’d be rotten.

I was just too tired.

I completed my chores, and the oranges were still there, colourful and nudging, hoping I’d pick them up.

I walked past, and found my bed. My head comfortably rested on the pillows.

Those damn oranges.

I got up, sat on the counter and peeled them grudgingly. As I ate in silence, I understood what they meant. It was love alright, not peeling oranges but being taken care of.

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love-letters-i-never-sent · 1 year

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#heartbreak #i'm sad #i miss u #sadgirl #sad thinking #3 am thoughts #missing you quotes #i miss you #why do i do this to myself #the last of us #it's over #i miss him #ghost of you #moving on #sad thoughts #this hits different #3 am feelings #you broke my heart #excerpt from a book i'll never write

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thesewordsaremymusings · 6 months

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“I want to take my heart off my sleeve, it has grown too heavy.”

-m.n.

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vomitingwords · 2 months

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"I don't want to think about it now," one of my closest friends once told me. "I'll think about what I can do once I'm already in that situation," she even added.

Before we got into this conversation, I was ranting about my life. And why are things not happening the way I want them to? As if the universe is against what I want. These past few months have quite stressed me out, and I don't have anyone to tell these things to. Because, honestly, I never wanted to bother anyone. I am just a typical person who keeps things to herself. Especially if it's too personal for me to share.

Earlier, while I was traveling to work, this conversation struck me once again. And I just remembered that I also said that before to someone I know. I used to think that way. I used to tell other people the same phrase every time they asked me what I would do if I were in a certain situation. And you see, I used to not overthink too much. Yes, I am an overthinker, but not to the point that I am experiencing now. I just thought that my overthinking got the best of me. I'm on the verge of quitting everything that I'm passionate about. In short, I was so close to giving up and stopping everything that makes my heart feel alive. I haven't felt so genuine in a while, as if everything I wrote was nothing but mere words that have no meaning at all. Something I don't really feel like writing about. I stopped having a long conversation with anyone. I stopped listening to what they really had to say. And just think, think, and think until it's time for me to go to sleep.

But then I remembered who I was before. I remembered that girl who doesn't easily give up on things just because she's stressed out. I remembered that girl who loved to lift people up with her words. I remembered someone who would not let anyone stop her from achieving what she wanted. I remembered who I was. I remembered myself saying, "Let's see what I will do if I'm in that situation." Even if I am not sure what I can exactly do when that moment comes, even if I'm not sure if I'm still alive to witness that, I remembered how hopeful I was. And I remembered how much faith I have that things will always work out. And even if they don't, it just means that it wasn't meant for me at all.

I just want to tell you that sometimes you have to remind yourself of the old you—the you who have lived and survived in the past—just to get you where you are right now. And remember that if you don't like where you are right now, you still have a chance to do something that might change where you're going. It might be a tough road to walk on. But the most important thing is that you've done something. You've never abandoned yourself and just given up on what you really want to do.

Hello, I'm just dropping by // ma.c.a

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threewordusername · 3 days

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four years ago:

among unfamiliar people,

under a peach-colored sunset,

outside the walls we call "home,"

i found liberation. i found you.

surpassing the beauty

this world has to offer,

i realized right away.

you drew me in like a magnet.

the breath escaped my lungs;

a violent realization occurred.

from that moment onwards,

you became my home.

you made me feel free.

"i couldn't take my eyes off you."

d.b.a

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hipsternerd9 · 1 year

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My nights were filled with thoughts of why wasn’t I good enough for you.

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nostalgicforthe1990s · 1 year

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Swimming in your fishbowl

My eyes like saucers

Cigarettes come in vending machines

They don’t card at this motel

Started off as heaven

I’ve ended up in hell

I’ll climb through your broken window

Cut my arm on the ledge

Marlboro reds

Night creeping

Skinny dipping in the lake

We drove out the state

Undercover Martyr

New York was a mistake

Coffee for one

Pancakes for two

That’s all I remember

I’m scared I’m forgetting you

We were on the cusp of a dream

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vodkatales · 2 years

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How can we be allowed to feel so much for people who don't feel anything for us?

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writingcircus · 8 months

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is this true or true

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writingthethoughtsaway · 3 months

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“Do you have any idea of how many little things remind me of you everyday?”

- S. C. C.

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