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pseudomenudo · 7 months

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#me #personal #papierlungs #pseudo #pseudomenudo

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ohnochsoeinblog · 5 years

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We have to be idealists in a way, because then we wind up as the true, the real realists. If we take man as he is, we make him worse, but if we take man as he should be, we make him capable of becoming what he can be. So if you don’t recognize a young man’s will to meaning, man’s search for meaning, you make him worse, you make him dull, you make him frustrated, you still add and contribute to his frustration. While, if you presuppose in this man there must be a spark of search for meaning. Let’s recognize this! Let’s presuppose it, and then you will elicit it from him, and you will make him become what he in principle is capable of becoming

Viktor Frank (Intro: Papierlunge Heisskalt)

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wonhoslovr-remade · 7 years

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anyways trauriger macht, lied über nichts, papierlung and nichts weh r my fav songs

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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Unloved

How to love a boy who can not love you

Not because he doesn’t want to, no

But because your wires and his are crossed

In different directions

You are manufactured to crave and give affection

To drown your lover with your attention

He is constructed with different materials

Though he can reassure you, aid you in difficult times

He can not hold you when you cry

Or tell you he loves you when he says goodbye

You dream in love, in sweet caresses

In a lovers kiss, in tender expressions

His touch is cold, his mouth is set

He will not love you, the way you’re meant

He will not love you, not now, not ever

Give up now, let him go

In your heart you already know

He is not your destined “Forever”.

You deserve so much more.

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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Beware falling in love with a writer

For you will become her muse

The pain you cause to her

She will surely use

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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I listen to the rain

Soothing as it hits my windowpane

Gentle at first, then intense all at once

I am keenly aware of every nuance

And almost as if right on cue

It makes me think of you.

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pseudomenudo · 2 years

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Starved

I knew it was you

It was always you

That made me weak

With your cinnamon smile

And your sticky sweet words

Dripping down the crevices

Of my marshmallow heart

Stained with your sugar

That tantalizing glaze and

Your addicting taste

It was always you

I was crazy to think

That I could forget you

Removing you from my

Diet like a diabetic

Counting days like calories

Since we’ve last spoken

Craving you incessantly

The urge in the pit of

My stomach, unbearable

Hungrily, I search for you

Behind every door,

Every cabinet, disregarding the locks

I had placed, ripping through warning signs

Just one more bite and

I promise, this will be

The last time.

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart).

— I Carry Your Heart With Me, E.E Cummings

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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I have a Devil on my shoulder

He whispers in my ear

With a wide fanged grin

As his breath hits my neck

I catch the stench of sin

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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When I am happy, I create and bleed sunshine.

When I am sad or frustrated, I create and cry storms.

Though my moods are unpredictable,

Like the weather on a malfunctioning app,

There’s one thing I will always know for sure,

As long as I live and breathe here on this earth,

I will only continue to create more.

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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Fulfillment

I am whole.

I do not need half of another.

I, myself, am complete.

I am not in search of a missing piece.

Or someone to call my home.

I reside within myself, comfortable.

However, if you would like to join me,

As we both enjoy each other’s fullness,

And appreciate our satiated vastness,

I would not oppose.

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pseudomenudo · 2 years

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Drank my lovers poison

It’s spilt over my lips

Flowing over my bare chest

Tainting the skin red

With sweet, cherry wine

Choking on devotion

As I take another sip

Of his sophisticated lies

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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Healing with Time

I’m taking my time

Cause I’ve romanticized

Every lyric, every line

Every song, to feel like

I belong, and every poem

Reminds me of you

And all that you do

But I’m taking my time

I’m breathing me in

Exhaling you out

Cause I’ve glamorized

Your laugh, your smile

Your voice in my mind

Has me polarized

But I’m taking my time

I swear I’m taking my time

Scrubbing you off

Of my skin and my lips

Disinfecting these scars

Left from your hands

On my hips

I’m taking me back

The girl I once knew

I’m taking me back

To when I didn’t

Have you.

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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Unrequited

My tender words

Are knives that slice

Into the plush of your skin

My honest bouts of desire

Are tainted, painted as lies

In your cautious

Unforgiving eyes

My genuine “I love you’s” fall

On deaf ears, dubious to

The sincerity, the honey-coated

Words on my doting lips

That only wish to kiss

Every inch of your bruised

Skin, laced with cynicism

Scarred by those who

Did not know

How to love you.

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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Favorite Color

You and I are

Bleached and stained

Colorless, unpigmented

You’ve ruined it for me

You’ve ruined the color white

For me.

Like the knuckles on my fists

Pounding at the walls, screaming,

“How’d it come to this?”

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pseudomenudo · 3 years

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Unanswered

I remember being 15

In your pool in your backyard

And having your lithe, delicate fingers

Trace the curves of my hips

Caressing up and down my spine

Wrapping your arms around my stomach

“You’re so pretty, how are you so pretty?”

You were my best friend, the closest person to me

With your long, raven hair and tall frame

I wondered if I liked girls.

Feeling your body pressed up against my back

Your hands traveling up and down freely

I wondered if this was something friends did.

I shivered at your touch, confused at my own reaction

I moved away from you, laughing nervously

Were you disappointed?

You moved on with ease, as you always did

And I wondered if you liked me.

I wondered if you felt the pit of your gut tighten

If you felt lightheaded and warm

Or was this all just something I imagined?

Did I imagine your eyes lingering?

Your constant physical touch

Was it all merely platonic?

Falling silent, preoccupied with my own thoughts

I barely heard you and what you said as we

Swam in your pool that day

What did you say?

Can you say it again?

Our parents didn’t like seeing us together

Did we make them uncomfortable?

Is that why they told us to stop being friends?

Was it obvious to everyone but me?

Answer me, please.

Did you like me?

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