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ninasdrafts · 3 years
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Every now and then, I see your face when I close my eyes at night. I guess it's because the guilt has stayed with me all these years. Because even in my dreams, it's clear that things are not like they used to be. I remember when it was you and me against the world. There's an abyss between us now, even under the cover of night. It's not the first time that we're not on the same page, but after everything that's happened I don't think we can move past this. There's no coming back from breaking cleanly in half. I told you I'd be there for you, always, and in the same breath I said something I have come to regret. I can't take it back now just because you didn't like hearing the truth. The words might have been honest, but they cut you so deep that you couldn't staunch the bleeding for weeks. I should have seen it. I should have noticed, but I was too busy being right. And now birthday after birthday passes and I don't call or text. Not because I forget the date. I never would. Not because I am scared of reaching out. I just don't think I can take plucking up the courage to tell you that I miss you to have it thrown back in my face. It's been too long, I guess, and the hurt went too deep. Some things just don't last, but a part of me still wished that we had. We swore we would, after all.
yin & yang / n.j.
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polyphobicc · 3 years
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touch my skin like a ton of bricks, throw those ashes in my eyes; burn my flesh with your pretty words, show me why i’m used to “goodbyes”
art credit: aegis_illustration
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slikkyslim · 4 years
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i’m never getting over the way you made me feel that day.
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daymareloop · 4 years
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Back to black
Im chained by my ends
No im free but not exactly
Im floating but not really afloat
Im somewhere in between and it's driving me to insanity
I don't know myself anymore and i doubt anyone remembers me anymore
I know what i need but dont have the will to approach it
Im scared of the people who i care about the most
Im scared for myself and my broken heart to be even more shredded until i fail to recgonize myself as a human being.
Alone but my walls are sky high, perhaps i keep even myself out. sometimes im a territory i dont want to cross either so i dont blame you for walking away from me.
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melissagosselin · 5 years
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Make sure you plant love in fertile ground
melissagosselin
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You stopped caring so I cared more. And perhaps this was my greatest mistake. To care for someone who didn't even spend one single thought on me. Your carelessness wrecked me.
J.N. Your carelessness wrecked me. 
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feli06 · 5 years
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Photo by @desventvras for more pics check their Instagram
Words by @memoirsfromahopelessromantic for more words check their Instagram.
Basking in my solitude, the emptiness consumes me from inside
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randomittys · 5 years
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look at the mirror look at the freckles on your face: they fall like snow in a sea of tears. look in the mirror, again and again Where was the shine, that glow of your skin that you once had? how do you let your fire not burn, dim itself solely for a person who wanted to turn you into ashes from the beginning? look at the mirror and ask yourself if a light from heaven - that makes the sky itself jealous - it's like that, is it worth it getting lost by a fire that burns innocent people, that causes forest fires, explosions with intent to injure when you are the fire that gives warmth to those who need it? love yourself; the mirror shows it to you.
Just look at the mirror, happiness is always within you.
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coneeberdera · 6 years
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Your name was once the loveliest note that caressed my ears. But now, your name is the saddest sound I hear.
Deafening// Conee Berdera
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...like a sister when my brothers aren't there
Dav
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nikitaagupta · 6 years
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i don’t know why i drink vodka. i dont particularly like how it tastes or the smell it leaves behind or how it burns in my throat. but i like that it makes me feel lost in time and imagination. i like how after four shots, i can imagine you holding my hand ten years later and imagine us buying an apartment together somewhere with a garden and growing old together so i can make fun of you when you have belly fat and wrinkles. i like how after four shots, i can forget how time binds our relationship and how after another ten months you’ll get bored of me and my silly jokes and move on to someone better. i can forget about the other girls whose lips are bound in time to kiss yours and i can continuously imagine how you always find your way back to me despite it all. i dont know why i drink vodka but it definately has something to do with you, my love.
vodka//nikitaguptaa
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ninasdrafts · 5 years
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There is love in staying, but there can also be love in leaving.
13 words / n.j.
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polyphobicc · 3 years
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“Obsidian”
She liked her coffee black, a mirrored image of her soul
The heart of a young woman tarnished so early on in life is a tragedy of its own
But she embraced it. She took the darkness in and wielded it like a sword, always hiding in the shadows ready to strike. She knew that good guys always finished last, so she made a decision.
What better to fight darkness than with darkness itself?
She was built of obsidian and turmoil
Her touch was deadly but her intentions were pure.
(photo credits are unknown, if anyone knows who the artist is please let me know)
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slikkyslim · 4 years
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here we are staring at each other as strangers.
just strangers, who just so happen to sleep in the same bed and fuck sometimes.
i know miscommunication leads to complications and you know pride controls my tongue. you know i’ll never accept that the strain on our relationship is my fault. my trauma.
trauma, in which you refer to as;
“my ways.”
i’m not going to lie; that hurts. it stings longer when you’ve ran out of patience. then it’s; “fucked up ways.”
and you’ve been out of patience since the beginning.
you lose patience with me. you lose patience even though you know i was not brought up like you.
i was never taught how to use my words like.. that.
i was never taught how to say loving things. caring things.
i was only taught when, how to say the things that have to be said. the things that need to be said.
still, knowing this, you long for the words that i do not have. you crave them. you need them.
instead, you’re stuck in the never-ending cycle of trying to understand how, and what i feel. searching for words that are not there.
you tell me,
“think about it.. i mean, what might our life be like if you just swallowed your goddamn pride and let our love lead the way.”
i’m realizing maybe i’m just not “it” for you.
you need more than i’ve given you. you need more than what i’ve shown you.
you want more than what i have to offer. you want more than what i have shown you.
perhaps when - if my heart finds enough strength to shove pride down my throat so violently it has no choice but to surrender;
then maybe we can talk about us.
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daymareloop · 4 years
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A narcissist
Im not a psychiatrist or anything of this sort im a mere writer
And this is from my experience what people who fit to this name so much act like
Every one of us must have someone around them that is a narcissist, it could be one of their parents or maybe siblings or even their boyfriend/girlfriend but, most importantly it could be you.
A narcissist is perfect in every way possible they are usually smart and lead a successful education life, landing the highest grades and a successful work life where they keep getting promoted which makes people wonder what is their secret.
If they dont work they have a promising future that no one can deny.
Their life is pretty much perfect as in THEIR life. They are usually decent looking and majority are actually very good looking. Once in their life they could have admitted to you or someone else or even themselves that their life is perfect that THEY are perfect. They never fail to complain about every aspect of it. Even if theres nothing to complain about they'll make up something.
They usually are very good at arguing and seek fights. They cant pass a day without picking up a fight with someone and winning it viciously with their venom like words as their nice appearance attracts people to them, you'll find them having tons of friends thats if theyre an extrovert of course. People trust them with their deepest secrets but, during fights they shed their beautiful skin and underneath it shows their true colours. Biting you when you're at your weakest and calling themselves champions when theyre mere monsters. Still they make people doubt themselves as they're so perfect and so smart how could they ever do wrong?
A narcissist would never admit to wrong and if they did they probably did it to relieve themselves from some guilt they hate to feel. Not to please or genuinely apologize to the other person. Everything they do must reflect some advantage to them, their whole existence depends on pleasing themselves and choosing themselves first and above everyone. They are unable of love all they can feel is maybe need. Nothing more and nothing less.
I wouldn't call those people humans i would call them lookalikes who actually look like the best version of humans but deep inside they are on the contrary. If the word toxic makes any meaning anymore in our generation, then this type of person is the one who made it its own and merged with it till they became one
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mdinnini-blog · 5 years
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