prettieparker86
prettieparker86
Miles To Go Before I Sleep
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I'm a Dreamer, Writer, Artist, Music Lover, Life Meaning Seeker, Forever A Student, Super Geek, And I Have Miles To Go Before I Sleep... Masterlist
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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I know you live inside me now. I can feel you deeply there.  I know I will always get to keep you inside me but right now I don't know how that will ever be enough. It was always me and you.  That's what we said and I dont know how to live with just me here and now you over there. The thought of living 30, maybe 40 years without you.  The thought I may have to live longer without you then when I had you feels insurmountable and unbearable. This all feels too big to be real.  I thought we had more time.
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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I just came across "we all have hunger" I know it's been really long since you wrote it but I just had to say this to you, it's so beautifully written, one of the best peice I have read here, I don't intricately understand ED but I have never read or watched it be presented so well, so raw human sad vulnerable it just feels real and accurate and it conveys the pain so well. Also the agst in the fic 🤌
You have written in the beginning itself that it's only meant to be one and only and one shot, but I can't wait but want more just one more part, want closure, want Tommy to actually see how much he has hurt the OFC,
When I read "Why do you fuck other women? Why do you drink all the time and ignore me except in moments like this? Why am I not enough for you? I’m your wife… Your heart breaks as you ponder inescapable truths, tears pooling in your eyes." I really wanted her to say it.
It was a very well written tragic but very well written one shot so I would understand why you won't do a part 2, also to clarify not asking for a happy ending but If you find time and inspiration I would really love a part 2 for this one with some confrontation and closure, to ofc be really be seen, to have Tommy's point of view as well and see him grapple with his sins and flaws.
Thank you for your praise and for enjoying my story. It truly means more than you know. To be honest, Im unlikely to ever write another part. I haven't written in about 6 years. My apologies. I know that stinks, I remember reading stories and hoping one day they would update. But I don't want to give false hope. I try never to say never, but it's highly unlikely. I deeply appreciate you reaching out, and I wish you all the best ❤️
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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From the tweet about Call Me Little Sunshine’s Grammy nomination
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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I cast a spell
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You could be my silver spring...
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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Do you ever just miss a bond you had with someone? Like regardless of what happened between you two, you miss the conversations, the laughs you guys had over the stupidest things, or the way that they were there for you when you weren't at the best. The little things matter.
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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My soul misses your soul.
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prettieparker86 · 1 year ago
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"When the last tree has fallen and the rivers are poisen, you can't eat money."
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Aurora- The Seed Haik Concert Live
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You find me in dreams. Over and over again.  Reminding me of places I wanted to be so badly.  And when I wake, my heart is homesick. That feeling of longing and ache, it reaches for something nostalgic and unnamed as it radiates out from the chest. That feeling you get when you've been away for too long and just wish you were back home.  But it also feels like grief. Mourning of that place I can't quite get to.  Something so close but still so far out of reach. So I live with it. Tucked within a cage of ribs. Silently carried in the chambers of my heart. Unbeknownst to the world. Because it's just mine. I get to carry it.
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The Night We Met by Lord Huron
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