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pininginthegroves · 1 month ago
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Most days, I’m happy
But I still miss you
I’m not brave enough to put in the work to bring you back into my life
But I miss you
I hope you’re doing well
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pininginthegroves · 4 months ago
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Sometimes Hozier comes on, and it gets a little harder to breathe for a moment.
Most days I think I’m at peace with the change,
That I’ve come to find a new place for myself amongst life’s ever-shifting sands.
But some days, I grieve a life that was mine for such a brief moment-
A candle in the wind, compared to the future before me, and the whole of the past left behind.
I miss the light you gave me
Learning how to shine on my own feels hollow without you
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pininginthegroves · 9 months ago
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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You don't understand, you should never know, how easy you are to need.
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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Doomscrolling tinder like god someone give me a hug
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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I’m boiling inside
I want to light myself aflame again
But all it will do
Is estrange me from you
So I hope that you hear me when I say
I’m sorry
I want to do better
But I have so little understanding of what that means
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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Fuck, man, I can’t make up my mind
They’re here, and I’m home, but it feels like all the windows are open
I’m so cold
And I don’t know how to find the warmth again
Sometimes I wish you hadn’t called, that night
I was so close
And you pulled me right back into life’s harsh light
I don’t know how to look at you without seeing what I’ve lost
I don’t know how to say goodbye
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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I am going to be. So normal about this
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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The fact that the answer to subconsciously paying way too much attention to yourself is to…consciously pay more attention to yourself feels like the most sus bullshit ever. This shit feels like a trap
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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Of course you lost yourself in me.
How could you not?
I lost myself in me.
The vortex in my chest is vast and dark.
You called me sunshine,
But I was a supernova.
And we’re all left in the darkness again.
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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pininginthegroves · 10 months ago
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pininginthegroves · 11 months ago
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It’s what I do, [name]. I build mansions with my bare hands for the people I love to spend our futures together in. And one morning, I’ll wake up to find I’m sleeping on a park bench, my keys missing, and someone else sleeping on my side of the bed.
I just let you both in, this time. It’s easier. And it means I get to spend more time with you both
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pininginthegroves · 11 months ago
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pininginthegroves · 11 months ago
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My skin feels like it’s peeling from my bones
And my chest feels hollow in a way that I have never experienced before
I’m just
Lost
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pininginthegroves · 11 months ago
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What the fuck am I supposed to do
Bruce brought his schedule home today to plan the move
He’s asking me about final details and I can’t breathe
Fuck
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