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horizonofdawn · 3 years
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Why “Insecurities”?
What I suppose to be I think is not the same it reflects in the view.
No one born here as unicorns all is the same and go the same. then why in the middle there are so many fusses in living? 
Why do I care much, what might others think of me; when no one is going to give a damn thought about who I am? Unacceptable reality.
I treat people just the same the way I get treated, though I know how disrespect hurts. I treat shamefully.
Most of the time maybe every time I just giving and wanting much attention to (for) me. Less thought in another way around, selfish bound.
Yet I am going to die someday unsatisfied. Still yearning illusionary perfection in me to induce other’s insecurity.  Cruel....tearing down each other
I am totally unhappy and foolish enough to adjust to it. they said it is the default living, Some got lucky... purposely blind. Some got brave.... to shut the insecure giant. 
Who made those rules? I-myself- blame it on me.
Why can’t I live the way just as me? In simple word RAW. though too late, The training is already taken in the same old trended path........wasted much to gain such...... I build this path.
Sometimes I am too scared to stand for myself because I think it’s too UP for myself. My eyes scale others. Is that possible, How you look? Eliminate worth living!  Paraphrased the meaning.......justification confectioning
The way I am,
nags me to death…...am I expecting much from me! because I assume spectators will measure me? want to be something, not knowing what it will be....pathetic fore vision graving for some direction..... who is living the present?
I love to be different, yet the same old trained soul hardly sips the drink, according to mine soul it is forbidden. Odd to be true you mixed with the stereotypical pollution. Change in me is polluted because the root in me is poison.
What you expect low pressure outside and high pressure inside it is a constant storm. Nah you can’t get time to breathe while it’s throwing you to an unknown distance with all its drowsy arms. We taught to curse the storm but not to enjoy the ride.
Somewhere in the loop my tiny heartaches, not knowing why it aches………maybe because it too scared to be not ok. Hope it expects, the ignorant mind doesn’t know how to hold the threat of faith. nobody knows it's ok to be not ok. Circling inside the loop.
Honestly, the world will hate rawness, but how long   can live with this fake whole-ness. So …freeze living! raw in me blurred under expectations.
I am raw – broken -simple- imperfect-ignorant- -------it goes on. Why does this world expect anything from me? Untold lie, unrevealed truth. (Its all assumption)
I accept myself I don’t want you to. My painted heart sneered and said…real you died long ago..........murdered
senseless all real, how secure it be insecurities.
no frames, already an image of God himself…...insecurities to those who believe in evolution; surely not an inheritance to any.
born raw, gonna die raw -between why makeup.
Wake up !
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tgapa · 5 years
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littlebitofmayhem · 7 years
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CS Fic Rec
Coffee Shop / Bartender AU’s I love xo
My Favourite Part of the Day by lenfaz
COMPLETED
You run a coffee shop and say I’m your best customer, when a bad blizzard hits, I’m crazy enough to brave the storm to get my coffee, and you persuade me to stay for my safety.
2 am Hot Chocolate by nowforriun
COMPLETED 
“I don’t even know your name.” It’s a weak protest at best, because she doesn’t know his name, but she’s come to know a piece of his soul, one mug of hot chocolate at a time. She knows what he looks like when he’s struggling to hold on, because 2 a.m. isn’t a time for secrets, and neither is the creeping dawn. Captain Swan, modern AU.
High Tide Came and Brought You In by canwefangirl
COMPLETED; RATED M
Modern AU. Emma and her friends come into Killian's bar one night, and he can't keep his eyes off her. Will she let her walls down enough to give him a chance? (Canon lines/scenes because it doesn't matter what universe these two are in).
Just a Casual Observer by Kjb2609
COMPLETED
CS AU based on this prompt - You're always the waiter/bartender at the restaurant I bring my dates to. You've started leaving your own personal ranking of each date in the checkbook and I don't know if I'm annoyed or amused
If I Never Knew You by UntoldLies
When Emma agreed to go to New York for a weekend with her best friends to celebrate an engagement, she thought it'd be a fun relaxing getaway; just what she needed. What she didn't expect was to meet a charming Irish bartender with a smile to die for. And she certainly never intended to fall for him. Completely AU. No curse.
A Little Too Much of That Poison Baby by afastmachine
How bad can it be to have a little fun with the charming man offering a drink and a wink? The answer? Very bad.
These Night’s Aren’t Made for Thinking by nowforruin
AU. Emma Swan came to Portland, ME to start over. She's got a job she loves, but when a particular case gets under her skin, she finds herself visiting the Jolly Roger and its curious bartender, Mr. Killian Jones, more often than she thinks is wise. But some nights aren't made for thinking. Captain Swan.
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