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Category: Writing and Poetry
i dissociate through every day. time flickers by with each blink, like feeble droplets of rain. and every time it does, every time the morning light flickers into my room, i think to myself; "I miss when it was nighttime." if you asked me to name one significant thing i'd done today, i wouldn't have a word to say. because i don't do anything. i'm filled with unfinished projects. paintings, animat... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
i'd rather feel lonely than feel the pity of someone i care about checking in on me. even if they don't expect anything, i know i'm letting them down. *, p, a, form, li, .links li:not(:last-child)::after, footer .links li:not(:last-child)::after { font-family: hachimarupop !important; color: #000000!important; text-shadow: none !important; letter-spacing: 1px; } body { background-image: url('https... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i warp my idea of reality, forcing it to become whatever i deem right for myself. if it seems real enough to believe, then it is real. i see something. i see something i'm not supposed to see. i can't see this. i can't process this. i can't live with this information. and like a routine, my brain just screams over and over and over and over "that's not real. that's not real. that's not real" until... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
There's a place in between the mania and despair. It's a place where you're almost out of breath, sinking in the sea. It's a sinking, choking feeling, that makes tears well in my eyes from how bitter it is. And it's incredible. I want to get better but I don't want to get better. I want to stop these terrible thoughts but there's so much comfort in my sadness. I'm ruining my future for a depressin... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
my bed is so comfortable i just melt into it the subtle orange light filling my room, peeking through my closed curtains and a good, warm temperature. the music on my laptop. the video game i'm playing. and the absence of a headache. it's so cozy. *, p, a, form, li, .links li:not(:last-child)::after, footer .links li:not(:last-child)::after { font-family: hachimarupop !important; color: #000000!im... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting disgusting. i'm disgusted by you i'm disgusted by myself i want to vomit up my organs so i can stop these rampant thoughts i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you so much why why is it always on me i'm still so disgusted by you i ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i dont get how i just convince myself i'm fine. i'm fine. this is fine. this is all fine. it feels like it's fine so it must be fine. i push my thoughts to the back of my head, the furthest corners of my jumbled mind. and it's okay for a while, but then those thoughts come back like a tsunami, flooding my face with tears. it's like that. over. and over. and over again. just a little while longer, ... » Continue Reading
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