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what do you want to be when you grow up? will you grow up to do amazing things? or will you sit around in your room waiting for something to happen? why can't you try to at least be successful? why can't you try to plan your future? don't you want to do something with your life? Make a family perhaps, Change the world for the better, or at least turn your hobbies into something more? maybe you do... » Continue Reading
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your mouth is dry, and no words come out of it. What's the matter with you? speak up, I can't hear you. people say that you can learn from your past, and reflections play a role in your character development. And you did. You took that advice well. You've learned to answer to everyone because no one answered when you needed help. You're always there for those with no one to fill that sense of lone... » Continue Reading
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every time i look in a mirror, i try to imagine what I'm looking at. Some people told me that it was a wolf or perhaps a fox. Some suggest that the reflection is that of a pig or a grizzly bear. and some see nothing at all. I know what im looking at. I should know what im looking at. But no matter what, all i see is a distorted version of these creatures staring back at me through the plain white ... » Continue Reading
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I’d do anything for you to be happy. I’ll be there if you need a shoulder to cry on or someone to take your anger out on. I rather you release that pressure than watch you explode. I’ll be here if you need help. You don’t have to do everything alone. I would sacrifice myself if it means that I could see your smile again. But whatever you do. Please. Please don’t leave (Poetic purposes. This isn’... » Continue Reading
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Same poem, different fonts. I continue to hope that things will change. Maybe a different metaphor, maybe a new moral. I continue to write, only to see the same words. Rearranged. Worded differently. I continue to use up my ink, forcing myself to write new paragraphs. “Maybe this time, things will change” I tell myself. Nothing has changed. The same words reappear on different sentences. Differe... » Continue Reading
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they both stood on the balcony. One was smoking a cigarette while the other was ranting about his day. "i have..something to tell you" he says while exhaling a puff of smoke. "yeah? what is it" he says while glancing at the other. this only made him even more nervous, but he gathered enough courage. "so..you've heard about girls having crushes on boys right?" this made the other excited. The sudde... » Continue Reading
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(TW: derealization All characters mentioned in this story are fake) 2:30 am You haven’t went to sleep at all. You’ve been staring at your screen for as long as you can remember when your phone notifies you that it’s on 10%. You stand up to look for your charger but instead found a folded up piece of paper in the corner of your drawer. “ Im » Continue Reading
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quiet in my room yet again, but my mind seems to be active. It's always like this. Every time i hear a certain sound or a certain song, i imagine myself in a certain place at a certain time. The song "dancin" by aaron smith (krono remix) reminds me of long rides home while the sun is setting. Rain ambiance reminds me of sitting next to a window sill in a hotel room as it rains outside. The air con... » Continue Reading
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i probably should be asleep right now. I am tired physically, but my brain isn't. A person's mind is so damn interesting, easily manipulated, very resilient. But of course, that varies between people. Some are unfortunate enough to be given a brain with so much ideas yet so little motivation, Like me in a way. Y'know? » Continue Reading
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this is for poetic purposes, the characters in the story are fake so much love, yet such little room. no one will truly love you for who you are, so you escape to your stories of fictional people. A seemingly expert at love yet you have little to no experience in loving someone. born to be a tulip but blossomed into a rose You want to love, you truly do. But you're afraid that he wont acce » Continue Reading
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TW: this is for poetic purposes may cause dissacociation A maze no matter where i go, what i do i somehow always end up in the same place. a maze, a labyrinth. that's what i think of life is sometimes. You feel like there's a way out. if you take certain routes certain actions then maybe I'll escape this hell hole of quiet halls but i ne » Continue Reading
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i personally believe in the big bang theory. the only thing that puzzles me is how the atoms and molecules even existed to begin with. I mean think about it, sure there could've been many other big bangs way before the one we know today since the universe constantly gets recycled. but how did those atoms get created to begin with? i cant comprehend that. do you have other opinions? im interested.... » Continue Reading
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