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smokingstar · 16 days
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You're so pretty i started crying
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smokingstar · 16 days
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What's your fantasy?
I wanna be loved by someone :))
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smokingstar · 16 days
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Is your pfp David Bowie? If so, what make you like such a great singer?
Yess it's him!! I love him because his music is amazing, and he's very inspiring in a lot of ways. His music also helped me a lot with accepting who i am
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smokingstar · 17 days
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I cant write for shit anymore
No emotions flowing no more
Its all locked away so i dont break
Delicate hearts and brains
Shatterd pieces covering a bloody body
As always in the end
I fuck around and find out
In the end i scream loud
"what the fuck youre doin man"
Been going crazy since i was ten
Who cares about the end
something will happen by then
All i hear is laughter but i see
The hidden tears,enough to fill a sea
Drink it, snort it, smoke it, shoot it
In the end you will lose it
Cmon baby lets party, its nothing but fun
Learn to live, live to work and be
An other robot, you cant call me
Slavery to the system, the teenage dream
Choose to survive your faith is sealed
The freedom is slavery, theres no way out fool
We all lack of things that matter
Instead of sleeping, write a letter
To yourself in the morning
To the child youre mourning
The child that was murdered in front of your eyes
Tell the children to kill themselves
So they don't have to live on shelves
So they're not just items to buy or sell
So they are not locked away in a shell
Let them all die, so they wont grow up like you
Hold the gun to your head
One move and you're dead
But then you remember the eyes
Of the people who would survive
And your suicide attempt turns to homicide
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smokingstar · 1 month
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I think of your face when i punch my walls
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smokingstar · 1 month
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Im not exactly suicid but i wouldnt give two fucks if i died
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smokingstar · 1 month
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This is what you get for falling when they dont deserve your love, stolen stares and constant checking of instagram story views. You get nothing but the idea of abuse. They aint worth your time or love or energy but you wanna give the world to them, because they looked at you with affection once. You're scared because youre sick and you might be two steps from death, but you love the feeling of dizziness and the excitment of going crazy out of your mind. But you're also terrified of hurting the ones you care about, because youre not only risking falling but youre also risking tearing their heart apart on a bender. Breaker. You have both the cards to buy your poison and you have all the time to consume it. You have fallen down in the past, you're now considering risking it all for one more time there. Because youre addicted. Because you're in love. Because they have more control over you than you'd think. You gave it to them, sober me, you did this to yourself. Because you want some risky love, you father complexed fuck
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smokingstar · 2 months
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If you know how i can stop loving men pls lmk because im starting to go batshit
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smokingstar · 2 months
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Guys, my poly ass whos dating a VERY PRETTY girl fell for an ugly ass guy
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smokingstar · 2 months
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"Smoking kills" yea no shit, so do i when i dont have my cigs
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smokingstar · 2 months
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I once found a note in my phone after a blackout, idk if i or someone else wrote it, it was something like "write stories based on your life you dumbfuck, you dont need to make up interesting characters, you're surrounded by interesting characters, write your emotions your drunk ass wont go to therapy anyways"
A question for writers
What's the best piece of writing advice you've ever received?
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smokingstar · 2 months
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My heart isn't mine anymore
It's all yours, it wasn't torn
Or broken or ripped
To your hand it just slipped
It's yours my love, im all yours
I would stare at you for hours
Show you the world, it is ours
We're history's greatest lovers
My brain isnt mine anymore
Its filled with  images of you
You leaning over me
Wearing that skirt or a dress
With you i am badly obsessed
I knew you were beautiful
From the moment i saw you
But brainfunctions dont function
When i see you from a bit closer
And when you touched my shoulder
It all stopped, once and for all
The pink haze never went away
I still see you as perfect
as you were in the sunset
Hungover cigarettes and your eyes
Made me realise
Life is more than just suffering
Beauty is more than what you're wearing
And love is something found
In bathtubs downtown
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smokingstar · 2 months
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How I show love
Paying attention to the little things
Baking for them
Love letters/love poems sent randomly
Drawings of their favourite things
Hugs from the behind
Kisses on the cheeks
Calling them nicknames that are personal
Talking through every issue asap
Reminding them how gorgeous they are
Buying them the things they want/need but wouldnt buy for themselves
Supporting their hobbies
Supporting their dreams
Making sure that they're okay
Holding their hand every given time
Playing with their hair
Sewing them chlotes that fit their style
Making them jewelry
Crocheting their favourite animals
Listening to everything they have to say
I hand them random tiny objects
I give them all the space they need
I make them playlists
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smokingstar · 2 months
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Learning a new language to run away with her>>>
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smokingstar · 2 months
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The people telling that they have good vibes are usually the most toxic fuckers you will meet
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smokingstar · 2 months
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I wanna leave town
I wanna go down
In the bottomless lake
I wanna run away
To the arms of a Fae
I wanna skip nations
Getting to an unknown station
I need to learn a new language
Change my hair, name and age
I want to dissappear
In nightmares reappear
I wanna leave this place
Without my old face
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smokingstar · 3 months
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Teenage love song
Grocery stor flowers
From my hand to yours
Empty subway station
The night is all ours
Cigarette ashes on our coats
Our mouths share the smoke
Dogs howling, midnights flying
My hand is in yours
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