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here comes that tickle in your throat, the panic on the thoughts of choking on your own vomit. you push your trembling fingers into the depths of your throat to relieve the itch where it sits, expecting to find warm, wet flesh, but instead you are met with hair tangled in knots. you tug on a strand out of morbid curiosity, carving thin lines up your throat, splitting the flesh as a knife sliding a... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
Clouded mornings spent curled up in the comforts of bed – the pink boba plush made its way to the floor last night, so you retrieve it back to the safety and warmth of your haven. There is no alarm to wake to, only the gentle patter of rain on the tin roof. The house sits dim and warm, wood heaters forming the light sneaking under the door and through its cracks. » Continue Reading
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An hour, a day, a week, a month. I exist only in your screen, yet I can almost hear the words you hold on the tip of your tongue. I cannot be who you want me to be, I cannot give what you want me to give. Your intentions aren't what I wish they'd be. A sentence here and there, friendly and playful, perhaps I led you on » Continue Reading
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before we get into things, I'd like to mention that I haven't wrote a story in quite a while now, and it's been even longer since I attempted to write fanfiction. I am absolutely going to go over what I have written under this and rewrite it, but I'd like to just put it out there and see what people think! please be kind if you have any advice or comments, thank you » Continue Reading
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some of these are very old pieces sitting in my notes app still, and I wince at them. but they're something. bnha fanfic scrap from years ago at the end if u can believe it sitting in the passenger seat, slunked down nails carving moons into the meaty flesh of my thighs i watch as your face breaks into a smile you never shine upon me i am an outsider looking in the skin of an orange you will peel ... » Continue Reading
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i want to do black out poetry there is something so soothing in picking apart the words to create a different meaning and how differently it can be interpreted by all but I also feel guilty and weak for wanting to engage in this form of poetry because it feels "lazy" and like I am lo » Continue Reading
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There is a body in my closet. I keep it hidden amongst the piles and mess of unwanted things. It takes up space in my mind with its echoing sobs and wails ricocheting off the walls, and I'm the only one it keeps up at night. No one else can here it drag its claws down the door and whine like a dog trapped outside in the downpour. I play music in hopes of drowning it out; it provides temporary reli... » Continue Reading
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TW// Implications of a non-consentual kiss. I had a feeling, looking in your eyes That you were not sorry, kneeling by my side I had an inkling that you felt justified for what you had tried Time flies » Continue Reading
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I can't remember what it is that you say, just that I wish I didn't have to stay. Your words burn holes through me I'm not sure if you remember what it is that you say, not as the liquor burns through your stomach. Do you sit and wait, strategise how you press your barbed words deep into my wounded flesh? Do you love me, father? Sometimes I wonder if you remember that » Continue Reading
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Change & A God I sat down with a god over tea I didn't like, and she asked me why I live as if death is in every breath I take. I had no definite answer – I had not questioned it before and so I stumbled over my words. I told her I was scared, for I have always been scared. I told her I feared change. She looked at me with her many eyes, and her words altered my being for the entirety of the life ... » Continue Reading
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A silence descends It falls over us in our self-made cage We sit and stare at nothing, at anything but one another Anxiety once seeped into me at the sight and at the thought of you, did it hold you prisoner too? Did » Continue Reading
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⚠️None of these belong to me. They belong to sammie.jpg333 on instagram. if u use them, they would like to be tagged on instagram if u post them there so they can read them. » Continue Reading
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