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life hack: when you stop caring nothing can hurt you!!!!! life is beautiful and wonderful ❤️ time isn't real and bends to your will! 👅 money is temporary but love is forever 💯

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AUUUUGHHHH THE INFINITE POSSIBILITIES OF A LIFE LIVED AHHHHHHH AHHH AHHHH

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what are the inner workings of a pousay and at what year of sapphism does it get beamed into my brain??

do I also lose aura for saying wi wi wi like actually 10 times or um

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can I legally come out as aroacespec now or do i gotta have more experience for that

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how much aura do I lose for saying owie during it and then nonchalantly making her stop because I'd rather watch the nature documentary that was playing

guys this wuhluhwuh shit is not for the weak 😟

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the drums

do you hear them?

bam bam bam bam

faster and faster

harder and harder

over nothing

over plans that seem almost impossible

and then once they seem attainable

the drums

start beating

because people like me aren't allowed to have solace and comfort and sleep

no,

instead it must beat

over and over

the Untempered Schism

pounding in my head

all i need is a Doctor

and all I'll get are the drums

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It never goes away, what I am.

Fast music is overwhelming when you can’t turn the radio down,

And what’s the point in filling a gap that can’t be filled.

Eternally dissatisfied, yet afraid of more.

Never wanted in a way that satisfies my ache,

Refusing to chance the chase.

Rich, in the worst way, like chocolate or butter and salt.

To much to eat, but never enough to be full

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i had a dream i gave up on him

like i did

and instead of killing him

like we did

we gave him to the pound

because we couldn't bear seeing him in such a state

and years later

he was 15

and alive

because they took care of him more than we wanted to

and maybe we could've figured out what was wrong with him

and maybe we could've fixed it

if we had never given up

and maybe he'd still be here

but he'd probably be in pain

but he'd be here

a dog doesn't know that death is kinder than pain

because life is all their brains are programmed to do

a dog does not want that suffering to end because they don't know it can

do they?

do dogs know death?

i miss my sammy

through my sobs she sighs and lays her head on me

and i love her more than the world

but maybe i would've paid more attention to him without her

i don't know

someday I'll miss her this same way

and it'll hurt worse, maybe

i don't know

maybe I'll try harder next time

maybe I'll care more

one of us will be buried and one of us will keep going

i wonder who is who

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"wait was that rude. what if they hate me?"

"whatever. i want them to. hate to prove me right. that you really can if i tried hard enough."

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i'm sorry for being my worst

just give me a second

tuck me away in the back of the cupboard

like a mug you've dropped

the handle fallen off

maybe I'll be put back together

the next time you want me for tea

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normal girls go off their rocker after 3 hours without pookie (I am filled with hate and malice)

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Looking for a poem I wrote months ago about missing who I used to be when I could draw and watch YouTube and relax peacefully, because now I can do all those things yet miss who I was when I wrote that poem, academically focused. How cruel fate must be...

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Sigh what the freak guys stop making up new words and problems just to describe completely normal human experiences /sar (see the joke is-)

(that part is old)

okay so this is like kinda what I mean but maybe the opposite (pulling away when they pull away, doting when they dote) I match yo freak 💋 but x10

Disorganized (aka fearful-avoidant) attachment style is overanalyzing/overcorrecting when you think your partner might be pulling away from you, but then pulling away from them when they draw close to you.

It is both craving AND fearing intimacy so deeply that you grip people tight in your hands lest they leave you, but keep them at an arms length lest they love you.

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say what you want about that fox,

but she taught me how to survive with a love like hers

i have quite the record time for quickest detachment

i even surprise myself

a moment with you or her or them and i'm reminded of my love

and it is bountiful

and i could smile for days on end

and then,

the wrong choice of dialogue

the wrong cadence and tone

and with a flip of a switch

its gone.

now, there's a subtle shock in-between

no such mechanism is perfect

a blip of humanity

in which sadness floods my receptors

'oh how you must despise me'

and then like clockwork

cause and effect

love, as you knew it, gone once more

that is how you survive a fox

and slowly ruin yourself in the process

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oops tried to make a meme and ended up venting for a while

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i was born in the cold

bare and shivering

whilst others could stand in the sun

born with thick coats and soft gloves

why can't i reach the sun?

where is my coat, my gloves?

"you must choose to stand in the shade, don't you? you must've lost your gloves."

they know better, they're warm.

i must be choosing to stay like this

hypothermic.

but then,

i was given fire

taught how to nurse a flame

even when the wind blew it out

i knew I could relight that hearth

and finally,

i could imagine the light of the sun.

what a fool i was,

icarus.

because fire burns

and i've suffered third degree

do you know what it's like to be given the sun?

only for its burn to hurt more than the cold even did?

do you know what it's like to grasp that flame despite it?

to have charred hands

because living in that cold would be so much worse

now that I've tasted the sun.

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ping pong between emotions

the responsibility continues

we ball!

she of course, takes that approach

i sigh, as always

she does it on purpose

driving this burning vessel to the depths of the ocean

or whatever

limbo

how low can you go?

at least i can be back

oh, how i missed me,

and how much it hurts to know now why i return