redlightwriting
Red Light Writing
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redlightwriting · 11 days ago
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This is the difference between wondering & worry.
I don't worry anymore when I wonder if you'll be around in my mid 30's.
I mean, I wonder why I worry how you set me down so quickly but,
having to wonder became the reason why I can't bring myself to worry.
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With hope on my horizon;
& a monkey on my back.
My reason for success
became the reason for all of that.
As the pigment in your blood,
turns black as the sky, without a sun.
You took my life & I stole back,
leave me alone & keep the rest.
You showed me who you are
by the absence that you left.
So go back on the run
from the demons you possess.
-Pete McIntire
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redlightwriting · 14 days ago
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redlightwriting · 20 days ago
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redlightwriting · 3 months ago
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redlightwriting · 1 year ago
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Tell me that I deserve the world
I’ll show you my sins that say your absurd
I gave away my golden ticket,
she didn’t treat me how I deserve.
I get my pain from other people,
I can’t accept from you my hurt.
Now I’m right back where I started
headed beneath the earth.
It’s okay, I’m fine;
it’s okay, I’m fine.
I remind myself with every step,
walking amongst the trees.
It’s okay, I’m fine;
it’s okay, I’m fine.
I remind myself over & over,
while I cover my body in ink.
Remember that time,
when we ran away from home to remember we were alive?
Remember that time,
when you grabbed my hand & dried my eyes, to bring me back to life?
Now my nails are filled with dirt,
my skin is weathered & burned still you spoke to me those words.
“I loved you then & even more now, until god comes back to earth.”
It’s okay, it’s on me;
it’s okay, It’s on me.
My broken pieces won’t fix themselves,
this isn’t Beauty & the Beast.
It’s okay Love, it’s on me.
-Pete McIntire
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redlightwriting · 1 year ago
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I just had the strangest dream, it was everyone that I ever considered a friend. We were all together doing what friends do, allowing each other to destroy themselves without stepping in to help or offering a life raft once the fire is out, only while it’s still ‘ablaze’.
You really learn who’s there, after you spend an entire thanksgiving without so much as a text from anyone that you would bleed for.
dont worry, im not talking about you.
i know YOU, were busy.
i know that i didnt miss anything anyway.
Just like how you just missed the entire point.
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redlightwriting · 1 year ago
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redlightwriting · 2 years ago
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Breaking Bad 2.01 ‘Seven Thirty-Seven’
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redlightwriting · 3 years ago
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“You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.”
— Alan Moore
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redlightwriting · 3 years ago
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“I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.”
— Iain S. Thomas
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redlightwriting · 4 years ago
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“Skirt” Robert Paul Southern, 2020
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