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[myrealnamehere]

Poem

Raynie, the origin of my life, the beginning of my despair. I love how your name is so sweet and polite, the way it slips off my tongue And pleases my ears with its kind sound. Ray, for short. I fell in love with the way we spoke, the way we just got along Like we knew each other in a past life, different bodies, same souls.

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Do people with daddy issues, mummy issues, family issues, etc, ever become whole again? I mean, will I ever find someone who is willing to do things for me, call me sweet names and a cheer for me unconditionally? And if I do, I think I’ll only feel selfish and ungrateful for not wanting to have and accept my own caregivers. I’ve never been hit but I believe verbal abuse, not to me but others around me, having to sit and listen to ongoing bickering over nothing, having to hold my younger in fear I’ll be kicked to the streets, I believe that’s just as bad as physical abuse. Words can hurt more then a punch, they can cut even deeper scars then shard of glass. Even just typing this makes me feel selfish, maybe I am. Everyone has problems, not everyone can fix them. I want to fix mine, rather someone else heal me instead, to hold my hand and be that parent I never had.

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I hate everything. This is not an exaggeration, most things make me feel dull and empty and unsatisfied with my life. I see people, older and younger, then me having such fulfilling lives and I just watch from the side, asking where did I go wrong? I haven’t made any big mistakes but I also haven’t made any real progress either. I’m kind of just existing.

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Can anyone from Korea maybe help me with learning the language. I’ve been studying it for the past year or so and it feels like I’ve made zero progress :/

[myrealnamehere]

Haiku

“I’ve come to break this.”

You hold out my beating heart

Eyes like a child.

[myrealnamehere]

Haiku

Wide view camera

Running along a straight line

The sheer horizon.

[myrealnamehere]

Haiku

In my Prussian dream

The beach, pale sand and you

Keep me from waking.