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Category: SpaceHey
WOE IS ME!!! HOW WILL I HEM AND HAW WISTFULLY ABOUT MY ISSUES NOW i mean it's back now bUT I WAS REALLY STRESSING FOR A BIT THERE (my notepad does not exist apparently) » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
This pantry is full of ingredients. Apples, oranges, milk, and butter. Flour, uncooked spaghetti. Vegetables that have all been long forgotten, emitting a pungent rotten smell. Individual ingredients, no way for me to make a proper meal. I can eat just enough to get by, but most days there's only food that's mediocre- or worse. And on the rare occasion she sticks around to make dinner, by the time... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I go out once in a blue. Take the bus to a station. The bus lowers down, and these sickly obese people walk on. They bought groceries. They pile on one by one, scootering into the priority seating near the front. And when the bus starts up again, I hear them through my headphones. A student sits across from me. I want to give her a compliment. Her hair looks nice. I sit right by the exit door, an... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I think I'm fading. I'm phasing out, I'm disappearing from everyone's lives. Reminiscent of old times. I think of all the people I had the chance to come across. Do they ever think of me? Those I was close with. My best friends, my worst enemies, do they ever think of me? After I stopped attending my classes, did they just forget? Or did they worry about me? I'm fading out of life. » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
i cried, i couldn't stop crying, hot heavy tears streaming down my face shaking, practically convulsing trying not to make a sound. sharp inhales, sniffling all the snot back up my nose on that couch. right there in the living room. i shook, and cried, and you did nothing you just tried to reprimand him. you tried to teach him a lesson. and after snarling and blurting out angst-fi » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
Echoing, ringing, screaming, buzzing, repeating endlessly in my mind. Like a soundboard, clicking on individual insults you hurled at me the second it crosses my line of thought. Or rather, like a warzone, a warzone in my head, and all I hear are the shrieks of the soldiers that have been gunned down. You respect our mom. You respect your girlfriend. In fact, you can respect all women. But I'm the... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
Please somebody help, I can't get out of here. what do i do to get out of here. im so scared. im so scared. im so trapped and so scared stop screaming, stop screaming . stop screaming at me you backed me into a corner its my fault its my fault right its always my fault its anyones fault but my own im scared i feel like a little kid. i feel small i felt so small backed into that corner. i feel like... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
I got to see the blue today. The blues, the teals, the sky right before sunrise. If you look up enough, the pitch black is still there, and the stars are speckled out in white. The blues, the teals, the greys, even the slight yellow. Every single day. Last year, I snuck out with an old friend. We went to a park, and hung out almost the whole night. We watched the blues start to take over the sky.... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I look out the window to my room in the middle of the night. It's closer to sunrise now. I see the stars speckled out, and I see this beautiful moon in all its detail. The type of moon cameras can't pick up. The type of image I let soak into my retinas, into my mind, as it's just so beautiful. On clear nights like these, you know it's the end of winter. Lately, I have felt very hollow. Apathetic t... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
The suburbs after it rains. The trees hanging over the streets. The clouds. The world when the sky is completely grey with clouds. The sound of thunder. The smell of rain. The lightning storm that lit up the whole night. Music. Songs. Songs I haven't listened to. Stories I haven't heard. Maybe I was never meant to hear them. Miku Expo. Magical Mirai. An Ado concert. Cosplay plans. Animations I wan... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
nobody cared until i was gone everyone tried to help me as soon as i was gone but as soon as i was gone i didn't want help maybe if this happened a year ago i wouldn't be so awful fuck i hate this so much » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I'm the loneliest girl in the world because I'm the only person that's always here Is it really wrong to think this way when I'm the only permanent character in my story? Nothing. No reason I think of outweighs it now. And it was always like this. I just forgot. And one night at 42 brought it back. » Continue Reading
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