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nothiddeeen
"listening 2 fob on repeat"
he/him | 18 | queer
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20 dollar nose bleed inspired art :]]
Category: Art and Photography
more like me just fucking around and slapping "20 dollar nose bleed" on this cuz i was listening to it while drawing » Continue Reading
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court jester
Category: Writing and Poetry
you would always lie to me through your teeth between sharp smiles and heavy breaths calls id rather forget in a desperate way to impress me like you've done to others a hundred times sheep the lot of them it never worked god knows it only made me resent you more like a poor magician you'd continue your cheap tricks praying that i couldn't see through my memory wasn't the best at times but with » Continue Reading
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fool
Category: Writing and Poetry
rock inside my shoe, cant walk right been a thorn on my side i couldnt get out so when we called it quits its a whiplash im not used to not hearing your voice even if i push, i know youd pull me back goodbyes arent my specialty im sorry » Continue Reading
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throwaway
Category: Writing and Poetry
the years pass me by, the past drowned patiently by ignorance born from fear. flowery words grow into a garden in my mind. hide the stench with rose petals. my isolation is picture perfect, film it for the audience in my head. theres no such thing as lonely when youre a one man show. follow the script, remember the flow. you cant miss a beat and before you know it you'll take a bow. the end with o... » Continue Reading
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9:51 PM
Category: Writing and Poetry
the answer isnt hidden between casual conversations and at the end of bitter bottles. or along lines of poetry i'll never finish. its not there either when i say i love you like im hailing a cab. how can i be tender in the way you like and not like an open wound. how can i say i want this when i dont want be touched. if the world spins too fast all i know is to throw up. motion sickness got the be... » Continue Reading
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when the sun appears low in the sky
Category: Writing and Poetry
my shadow becomes bigger than i am and flaunts my second hands is the copycat ever satisfied does the scraps keep it full when the clock strikes it only lives to wait for me to move » Continue Reading
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after a beat
Category: Writing and Poetry
does it matter at all if the town burns down if the water overflows and my feet grow weak the sign of tomorrow burrowed deep between now and yesterday there is no substance to my words, no play » Continue Reading
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between being and not being, there is no middle ground possible
Category: Writing and Poetry
True misery lies between heaven and hell—purgatory. If I'm not good enough to enter the gates of heaven, could I at least be wicked enough to be punished for it? To be rejected by God is a familiar feeling, but to not even be sick enough for Satan is another. If my soul was destined for purgatory, I think I would never die, as the ground beneath me already feels like a lifetime of lukewarm existen... » Continue Reading
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count me out
Category: Writing and Poetry
its not easy to be yourself. truly me. some days the tears take over softly. some days it rips out my eyelids. some days its a deserted island in the middle of crumbs and lint. if my bedroom could talk it'll tell you my whole life better than me. therapist ceilings, psychologist walls. talk to myself or no one at all. im a therapy dropout. » Continue Reading
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the tree is dead and the fruit is rotten (the apple doesnt fall far from the tree)
Category: Writing and Poetry
sweet or rotten the apple doesnt fall far from the tree » Continue Reading
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'sorry' cant make me love you
Category: Writing and Poetry
'self love' i never really loved anything but myself its an obsession and a show old ash and young volcanoes world behind my eyes, nothing past my nose only ever stepping on past marks made by beat up shoes the dirt covered by cement im not who i am, its a punishment to be anything at all i cant run away from myself fast enough falling on trust falls youre right, we're only golden at night i only... » Continue Reading