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we back team
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WHAT IT DO TEAM I am backish maybe, idk I may disappear again for a bit. hope you are all well. we won... » Continue Reading
roche
"Popping in for my once a month session"
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Noise.
Category: Blogging
Why must my roommate be so loud in the dorm all the time, truly one of the worst things. Man chooses the worst times to do things too, like let me hear my own thoughts at 9 pm while obviously working PLEASE. » Continue Reading
the plan
Category: Blogging
Oh no! My plan! Its broken! This girl genuinely came out of no where??? Like why or how we hit it off again is unsure, but I genuinely want to be with her right now, and we started talking again maybe 30ish hours ago. I feel so conflicted, at the one hand its helping me get over the obviously one-sided crush I had, but on the other its felt unreal and rushed? Like I am unsure if this is really h... » Continue Reading
distinction
Category: Writing and Poetry
I have been getting better at differentiating her from you, your face may bear resemblances that will never be unseen, yet her eyes, they're a shade lighter, her smile's less worn, her voice speaks words I know you'd never, her expressions take on a form you could never allow yourself to take on. I hope that soon I can fully separate the two because, even with her newer smile, her lighter eyes, h... » Continue Reading
today
Category: Writing and Poetry
Today was okay. We set a time, we made the date. Our classes, they finished, I am left just to wait. This feeling I'm dreading, this feeling I hate. Twelve-thirty sharp, I would rather die than be late. Today was okay. » Continue Reading
I figured it out.
Category: Writing and Poetry
I've figured out why I love her, God damn it. I hate myself for not seeing it sooner. It was so obvious, the name, the words she spoke, the way she walked, the way she acted around me. This is the worst. I don't think I'll ever recover from this. I've been siting on this revelation for hours, speechless, just trying to figure out how I couldn't notice it until now. Maybe it was just because o » Continue Reading
Across the room.
Category: Writing and Poetry
Across the room I see your face, your voice is the one that stands out, a sound I could listen to for eternity. We sit apart as always, I sit near the door while you're near the window, if only I had the confidence to break my uncertainty. I could sit near you, learn your name learn your passions, your thoughts, everything and anything. e/ a-2-5 » Continue Reading
writing
Category: Writing and Poetry
Tap tap tap, oh a notification. tap tap tap, stop texting me please for the love of god. tap tap tap, I wonder how she's doing? tap tap tap, I don't want to type anymore. » Continue Reading
In the best way I wish you the worst.
Category: Writing and Poetry
Its truly a terrible feeling, praying the photos I saw were all in the past. As your friend I wish you nothing but the best, as your admirer I hope what you have doesn't last. I know I shouldn't hold these beliefs, I should wish for your happiness and success. But truly it hurt me when I saw you with him, these horrid thoughts I feel I must confess. » Continue Reading
Metal Keys
Category: Writing and Poetry
I leave my room, under my shirt a lanyard. A pair of keys, attached with a ring bounce against my chest, the unpleasant feeling of cold metal resting on my skin fades quickly. Am I adapting to it? Merely ignoring the feeling? I know not, and it may be better that way. Forcing myself to observe the automatic processes of life sounds uncomfortable, similar to thinking about the closing and opening... » Continue Reading
thoughts
Category: Blogging
Not my usual style, more of a rant here.-- I really don't know how to feel anymore about everything, I love the new environment I'm in but I genuinely have not one clue on how I should process change. On one hand I understand that a major part of life are these changes, but on the other hand I'm not sure how to properly respond to them. The idea of making new friendships and such is appealing but ... » Continue Reading
Dreamt of Home
Category: Writing and Poetry
I am in this dream reoccurring, the vision of home, familiar yet foreign. Unrecognizable sights of which I was beholding, my place at home had been forfeit. The family of which I grew up with, distant, different, no longer mine. And yet, it somehow made sense, as if this was the due process brought by time. Perhaps this dream is a new step forward, a necessary destruction of my childhood s » Continue Reading