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skyexrose · 10 days

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One deep talk and apology can fix a lot of things but people ain't mature enough for that.

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ivannababypanda · 15 days

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Being beautiful is so temporary.

You undressed me because I was beautiful. You took me out for dates because I was beautiful. You held my hand on the streets because being seen with a beautiful woman felt different.

The room somehow felt excruciatingly heavy after you left, because being beautiful didn't keep you. That you stopped at beautiful, that you did not explore my mind to seek to understand my most profound understanding of the world and humans and relationships, of the meaning of life.

You didn't.

And I cried, into the arms of girls who get it, into the arms of girls who made everything for ourselves, into the arms of friends who have been hurt, over and over again, into the arms of friends who understand my silence, my sobs, my heartbreaks.

Some days.

Don't call me beautiful. Tell me I'm intelligent, I'm smart, I'm loved, I'm valued.

Tell me, that I mean something to you, and that you could see through my skin, into the deepest corners of my mind, and that you have undressed me more than just my clothes and skin.

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ek-ranjhaan · 4 months

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100 reasons to stay alive:

1. to make your parents proud

2. to conquer your fears

3. to see your family again

4. to see your favourite artist live

5. to listen to music again

6. to experience your culture to the fullest

7. to make new friends

8. to inspire

9. to have your own children

10. to adopt your own pet

11. to make yourself proud

12. to visit the seashore and feel the waves kissing your feet

13. to laugh until you cry

14. to feel tears of happiness

15. to eat your favourite food

16. to see your siblings grow

17. to pass school

18. to read millions of deserving, unread books and novels waiting for you

19. to smile until your cheeks hurt

20. To be accepted and welcomed by your loved one(s) as you are.

21. to find someone who loves you like you deserve

22. to eat ice cream on a hot day

23. to drink hot chocolate on a cold day

24. to see untouched snow in the morning

25. to see a sunset that sets the sky on fire

26. to see stars light up the sky

27. to read a book that changes your life

28. to see the flowers in the spring

29. to see the leaves change from green to brown

30. to travel abroad

31. to learn new languages

32. to learn to draw

33. to tell others your story in the hopes of helping them

34. Puppy kisses.

35. Baby kisses (the open mouthed kind when they smack their lips on your cheek).

36. Swear words and the release you feel when you say them.

37. Trampolines.

38. To have the most peaceful comforting sleep at nights.

39. Stargazing.

40. Cloud watching.

41. Taking a shower and then sleeping in clean sheets.

42. Receiving thoughtful gifts.

43. “I saw this and thought of you."

44. The feeling you get when someone you love says, “I love you."

45. The relief you feel after crying.

46. Sunshine.

47. The feeling you get when someone is listening to you/giving you their full attention.

48. Your future wedding.

49. Your favorite candy bar.

50. To feel the chlorophyllic scent of trees in the deep elms

51. Witty puns.

52. Really good bread.

53. Holding your child in your arms for the first time.

54. Completing a milestone (aka going to college, graduating college, getting married, getting your dream job.)

55. The kind of dreams where you wake up and can’t stop smiling.

56. The smell before and after it rains

57. The sound of rain against a rooftop.

58. The feeling you get when you’re dancing.

59. The person (or people) that mean the most to you. Stay alive for them.

60. Trying out new recipes.

61. The feeling you get when your favorite song comes on the radio.

62. The rush you get when you step onto a stage.

63. You have to share your voice and talents and knowledge with the world because they are so valuable.

64. To dance in the rain in a romance with self or with your lover

65. To visit Nordic countries and take in their beauty with mesmerized tears in eyes

66. Breakfast for dinner (because it’s so much better at night than in the morning).

67. Pray

68. Forgiveness.

69. Water balloon fights.

70. To write more and more, better and better, and to publish your own book(s) someday.

71. Fireflies.

72. Birthdays.

73. Realizing that someone loves you.

74. Spending the day with someone you love

85. Being wrapped up in a warm bed.

86. Someone’s skin against yours.

87. Holding hands.

88. The kind of hugs when you can feel a weight being lifted off your shoulders. The kind of hug where your breath syncs with the other person’s, and you feel like the only two people in the world.

89. Singing off key with your best friends.

90. Road trips.

91. Spontaneous adventures.

92. The feeling of sand beneath your toes.

93. The feeling when the first ocean wave rolls up and envelops your toes and ankles and knees.

94. Thunderstorms.

95. Your first (or hundredth) trip to Disneyland.

96. The taste of your favorite food.

97. The child-like feeling you get on Christmas morning.

98. The day when everything finally goes your way.

99. Compliments and praise.

100. To feel the mountains beneath your feet, to see the most beautiful dawn and dusk in the moments of a new day.

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101. to look on this moment in the future, when life is happier and be grateful to yourself for not giving up, for staying alive, for choosing to live.

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morbid-barbie · 8 days

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I have this reoccurring dream, or nightmare.

Could be classified as both, but sometimes I just wonder what if.

Not in a yearning or romantic way; but what if there was an opportunity for a different outcome? Would that have mattered at all?

Or would we have been damned regardless of the attempts?

I found myself thinking about the time when we were friends, you were stuck in a hurricane down in Florida, and I remembered being so worried about your safety. It consumed my mind to know if you were okay or not.

You somehow found a nest in my heart and made yourself a home. But in that home, there were cracks. The foundation wasn’t solid.

And I hesitated, I remember being scared that you were getting close. I didn’t want that to happen; I knew the risks.

But the foolish hopeless romantic in me, couldn’t fight it; truthfully, I don’t know if I even really wanted to?

I remember the way you lightly touched my neck for the first time.

It was the first time you had touched anybody in a long time, and there was something so innocent in the way you touched me.

I remember feeling every intense spark, the undeniable chemistry.

I was happy.

But look at where that got me.

From being told I would never be given up on; how scared you were to lose me—

to being left behind so quickly.

Abandoned when I needed you most.

I was so angry. I can’t adequately explain the emotion I felt.

It was all-consuming.

Abandonment wounds triggered, the home I felt rapidly taken away leaving a hole where you placed it.

Sleepless nights. No appetite.

Eager for the day that we would talk again.

You said “give me some space if you want me back.” So I did.

But you never planned on actually coming back. It was a tactic to make me go away.

Everything you did afterwards was to get rid of me.

I was too naïve to realize that at the time.

I didn’t want to believe that.

I guess part of me was hoping that you had actually loved me the way I had loved you.

But you didn’t, and deep down I knew that.

A story as old as time.

You sold me a partial fairytale and I bought it. There was no perfection in our story.

You treated me like I was the scum on the bottom of your shoe the second you were done and I was discarded.

And if you don’t see that for what it is, then we have two very different lens. two stories on parallel planes.

I’ve learned to let go of you, my anger toward you… but sometimes I just get glimpses of what remains,

memories.

11. 01. 23– a message I’ll never send

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dolores-hazy · 2 years

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I'm over 40, I'm alone, and I feel unworthy to being loved.

Love can be yours

And should be too

No ifs, ands, or buts

Age limits need not

Apply, expiration dates

Are for packaged foods

Not to be stamped on hearts

You are worthy, so damn worthy

No matter who else agrees

Despite others treating you like

You don't matter enough, you do

Lovable is a word that can be used

To describe you so please shift

Your point of view to see yourself

As you are: deserving and worth more

Care than you have known thus far

Better than the best you've had yet

Brighter than a cloudless sky of stars

@dolores-hazy

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inevitablefeelingsforyou · 2 years

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Alam mo worth it ka naman talaga panindigan eh,

duwag nga lang napunta sa'yo.

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spilleds · 1 year

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I can feel you pushing me away

And I’m so tired baby I’m so tired

My brain fights me too much for me to fight you

But I’m trying, I’m trying so hard to be here to love you

With the cold comes sadness

And with the sadness comes an incapability to live, to love fully

Please let me be here for you, let me love you the best I can

Because you are all I want

Let me love you

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nervous-runaway · 2 years

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I am tired of Loss and Endings and You.

I am ready for a new beginning K.R 10/13 3:56pm

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1introvertedsage · 2 years

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inside the box

i wanna be earthy

i wanna be me

i wanna blow like the wind

i wanna soothe like the sea

i wanna play in the sun

i wanna dance in the rain

i wanna climb the highest mountain

i wanna go where the oceans drain

i wanna tell the world my story

i wanna have so many friends

i wanna let them see the real me

i wanna see this to the end

~O.M.~

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wayfaringauthorofficial · 2 years

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You walk down the hallway

alone again.

Feel the pang of it

as couples and cliques laugh,

chugging Listerine and flavored water

to come down from the high

of last night’s party.

You weren’t invited,

because you’re not one of them,

but you don’t want to be.

You would much rather stay

in the safety of your blankets,

in the comfort of your books

and your laptop,

scribbling your thoughts and fears

into the pages of your notebooks.

Soon, your story will be ready

for the world.

But not tonight.

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Tonight, you must only gaze

out that window,

hoping and wishing for another life,

another world.

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skyexrose · 6 months

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I would rather adjust my life to your absence, than adjust my boundaries to accommodate your disrespect. 🤌🏻

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ivannababypanda · 20 days

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I place my head on the edge of the bed, sitting on the floor, thinking of you, your face, your words, of how much I love you.

Of how little

It means to the world.

Break my heart again

I'm such an idiot.

Where do I cry into?

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morbid-barbie · 6 months

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I have this problem where I become friends with people when I’m bored and then they show shitty behavior & I have no remorse or care in the world so I just block them💀

Like homie, you were just a convenience so the second you become an inconvenience? Buh-bye💅🏼

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dolores-hazy · 2 years

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Secrets for poetry; I’m in love with a friend who will never love me back.

Feelings intensify

With every wistful sigh longing

Lingers deepening into desire

When all or nothing is all that's left

How do you recover from the reaching

Ache to turn to lovers platonic pals--