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— by Némesis

14 de octubre

14 de octubre Nunca entendí por qué la gente amaba tanto la lluvia, hasta el día en que te perdí para siempre, el 14 de octubre. Eran las ocho de la mañana y llegaba tarde al instituto, no me apresuré, el cielo estaba oscuro y ni siquiera me traje un paraguas, me sentía vacía, odiaba mojarme pero ese día ni siquiera fue molesto, a decir verdad fue agradable, ese día entendí por qué la gente amaba ... » Continue Reading

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— by Diamond — 4 Kudos

Sweeter Than Safety

To love you was like standing at the edge of a cliff I could see how far I might fall, I could feel the fear in my chest, and part of me whispered to step back. But I didn’t. I leaned forward, and I let myself go. I knew what was coming the rush, the uncertainty, the way everything would change once I let go of the ground. But what surprised me was how sweet the fall felt. Sweeter than safety, » Continue Reading

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— by Marceline Smith

The real fight between Tweek and Craig

·You tricked me into loving you. -Do you think I wanted to love you? Knowing where you came from and what you mission was? Don't you supposed that every time were together I was thinking; "He's just pretending" » Continue Reading

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— by ryzx.cf_001 Comment— 6 Kudos

God, please help me

 I want to vanish in the daylight, to drift into my mind at night, a place where it doesn’t hurt, where your shadow never learned to walk away. Here in my head, the letters are still sealed, the words are still whole, and you still reach for me. Out there I’m breaking, a ghost inside my own skin, hungry for air, tired of pretending I’m fine. I don’t want to die forev » Continue Reading

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— by ava — 4 Kudos

— by yumpancake1 Comment

#1 Do you still believe in an afterlife? If you do, has it changed in any way?

A) No B) Well, C) Yes, it's the same.. D) ..but it has changed. I want to wish for an afterlife filled with love. I hope to be sent somewhere kind and beautiful. I long for the sun on the snow and the red of berries growing on brambles. One with a glimmering ocean, one with air to breathe in. One with a soft blanket field of green. E) "In heaven, there are no animals," they told me in the early sp... » Continue Reading

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— by Fork2 Comments— 2 Kudos

The bowl

The wind through my hair, feeling the breeze, I shouldn't have eaten all that cheese. A storm is brewing inside, the rain is starting to fall, I'm starting to feel the weight of it all. The stream is pouring now, stopping it? I don't know how. A meteor falls from the sky, oh me, oh my. Right down it falls, a relief to my soul, right into the toilet bowl. » Continue Reading

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— by Diamond — 5 Kudos

Hope

Hope is the cruelest executioner. It doesn’t kill you quick, doesn’t let the blade fall clean. It holds you there eyes open, throat tight, waiting for mercy that never comes. It whispers salvation like a promise you almost believe, while your veins are already spilling despair. I begged for an ending, begged for silence, but hope only smiled thin » Continue Reading

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— by kei

— by 6Frnkieroluverr661 Comment— 2 Kudos

It never burns out

The candle is lit for the first time. A soft, warm flame lighting up a small corner in the room of affection.   It burns longer, a new scent filling the room as it seeps into the walls and furniture.  Surely to be remembered even after the flame goes out But will it ever?  That is not known, but for now it is strong.  Getting stronger by the minute.  Is it not supposed to be out by now?  That is i... » Continue Reading

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— by 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖑ðŸĶī💝 — 1 Kudos

hiiiiiiiiiiiii

im starting to feel tired and drawn out. i know i must continue but i always feel used and no matter where i am there's always problems. i cant tell if its me or if its the person but honestly im just sensitive and expect people to care as much as i care for them because i care so much and put so much effort. i'm honestly tired of this shit. i know i have to  stay but i feel terrible. its embarres... » Continue Reading

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— by Onnaya — 8 Kudos

Not as her, but as Me

Thing is… the real Gabi liked watermelon, but I like ice cream best, and papicco more than gachigachi-kun. I like cats, and movies too — no such thing as a boring movie, not for me. » Continue Reading

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