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Home wrecker , Heart breaker,
I'm a mess but not my place.
Unknowingly created chaos.
Wish she knew, wish I could.
But I promised, why can't man some be just honest.
Own up to mistakes in life they've done,
so I don't have to overthink and truth might won.
-Slogi
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"There is, in each man's heart, Chinese writing -- a secret script, a cryptic language…" -- from Translations from the Chinese by Christopher Morley.
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Hidden thoughts
It is a punishment.
You keep trying to leave a certain
time period and live in the present with all of its things, but something keeps pulling you back to the past.
People's actions may remind you of evils from the past, evoking feelings within you that they are unaware of.
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Sunny Morning
Good morning my sun,
i can see it will be fun,
i allready had a clue,
but a message from you,
confirms it will be true,
i don't wanna say,
it's hope on the way,
just happy to see,
your spirit in glee,
our thoughts free,
i still wanna read,
you poem of need,
not to again cry,
just see your shy,
see eye to eye,
you know my mind,
what's hiding behind,
i love you soo much,
to that i will clutch,
our souls still touch,
can't wait for today,
to see you in play,
it's been a while,
to see your smile,
i'll walk every mile,
so see you real soon,
sun will light up the moon.
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I'm stuck in my head, with no escape
There's a constant thought of never being good enough, I feel replaceable even when I do for him things I have never done for anyone. He mistreats my heart with neglect and isolates me with words never said. I crave the days we had in the beginning, when I meant something to him. Now I have to ask for basic love an affection, I have to ask for time with him.. I feel so tired of asking for the simple things I need to feed a relationship that I have stopped asking. I have just been quiet and watchful, day by day taking a piece of my heart and closing it off to him..
But there are days I let him in again and it's a feeling of euphoria that I can't explain, and the whole time I have to keep reminding myself it's just temporary.
He won't be this nice, kind, and loving consistently. I know those brief moments will be gone before I know it, but I soak them up all the same. Love isn't supposed to be like this, how can we be together everyday but move backwards towards being strangers instead? I know I'm not the one, I know from the songs he plays and moves he makes that someone else holds his heart. Even when he tells me I'm wrong, too many things don't add up. He can go all day without speaking to me and it doesn't bother him one bit, how? It never used to be this way, he used to crave me but that was all on the surface and now I feel I no longer am "interesting," enough to try for. I do all the things he needs and asks even when I'm drowning myself I lift him up so he doesn't worry but I've begun to sink farther and farther away from who I used to be.
I can't tell him these things, I can't be honest with my thoughts or feelings, I can't scream out that I need help, I can't ask for his reassurance that I'm the only one, I can't ask for kindness, I can't ask affection, I can't ask for communication, I can't ask for more of him,
I can't I can't I can't..
Because he won't
He won't care, every time he has gotten angry, turned things back on me with manipulation, making me insecure and telling me I am crazy for thinking the things I do. He speaks so disrespectfully to me, then shuts down and completely ignores my existence isolating me from any hope of growth. I have become wise to his ways and now say nothing at all.. It never does me any good.
I am nothing to him, I am not the one he truly wants, I'm just useful for the things he needs and nothing more.
Sit pretty, keep quiet, and survive.
That's all I know.
But I want more, I deserve more.
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I can't seem to cry on my own
I can't seem to cry on my own
So I rely on poems
And stories
And videos
That are filled to the brim
with emotions
That I can't seem to express
I can't seem to cry on my own
So I look for phrases
And sentences
And scenes
To tuck at my heartstrings
For they seem to have turned
To fumes
I can't get them out
Like week old cigarette smoke
Emotions settled in my tissues
Reminding me of their presence
As if I could ever forget
I can't seem to cry on my own
Which is funny since
I can't seem to cry other than
By myself
But I can't get it out
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You know, sometimes I wonder if I’m under some sort of spell because it’s almost as if I’ve already made up my mind. You’re all I want. All I dream of. All I crave and desire. My heart yearns for the day I can hold you and smother you in the scalding fire of my affection.
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I'm teaching myself to be confident to be alone. That it's okay to want to be alone but not isolate myself. To take myself out sometimes and enjoy it. In a society that imposes a lifestyle rife with being in groups of people and forming cliques, I find myself wanting something real. I want to understand myself without the pressure of going with the flow. I want to give myself the space and opportunity to grow.
#thoughts#spilled emotions#spilled ink#spilled words#hidden thoughts#self growth#it's okay to not be okay
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Love is dead. I’ll just be a sad successful asshole. Should’ve never listened to my heart. It broke for the last time. The pieces are too small to pick up. It was better being numb. At least I was great. Dying inside but that never leaves anyway. One day I’ll write the greatest movie of time but the papers will be blood soaked, cascading down my clothes forming a river of regret. Crafted by a self inflicted gun wound.
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If you ask me what I've done
the honest answer would be none
Yet so long I feel tired, as my mind lacks goals.
When goal and purpose we desire is the need to move those souls.
I wish I was a better writter.
Better gf and a daughter.
Most of all I wish I was better daily, for my future self involved.
That my focus I have little goes all in ,on final project being solved.
So I'm no writter but now I know I have a goal .
Now question is when will I get my fulfilled soul.
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HIDDEN TALENT
What is a hidden secret talent you have that not many people may know about? Mine is the fact that I can do the perfect female villain voice. This is the villain you love and hate at the same time. HBU?
#talent#hidden talents#hidden thoughts#hidden truths#evil queen#evil villain#how about that#what can you do#maleficent#darling#my pets#my world#meme#funny#funny post#spilled truth#truth#my work#acting#writebrl#writers#my writing#writers on tumblr#writing#writersofig#writblr#writeblr#actress#singer#director
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One thing I dislike about myself is that I need someone to validate my harmful experiences.
If I have been wronged or been through something, I need someone to validate that and tell me that I have been wronged for me to admit it or process it.
If someone doesn't validate my experiences, then I feel like I dont have the right to feel wronged or hurt.
#vent post#writerscorner#spilled thoughts#hidden thoughts#diary entry#trauma vent#writerscreed#childhood#gaslighting#i think i may have been gaslighted so many times that i dont trust myself and need someone to validate my experiences and emotions#i need validation#i need someone to tell me its not okay#i need someone to tell me what I've been through#i need someone to tell me it wasnt my fault#i need someone#i cant help it#excerpts from my life#deep thoughts
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Why did I start listening to Hidden Thoughts on the Stardust Crusaders OST? The feels are high right now...
😭
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How do you forget someone completely?
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Kind of love
My love
I want you to have the most beautiful of loves
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Waking up on a Sunday morning
Sun rainbow coloured on the walls
Ray guided through suncatchers
Birds chirping through the open window
Kind of love
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Listening to songs that make your heart slow
Gently cradeling it in melodic hands
coaxing out every suppressed emotion
Telling you it's okay
Kind of love
A
Walks on a summer night
When the light makes it feel way earlier than it is
The streets empty and peaceful
The feeling of being far away from everything
Kind of love
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Watching speed paints
Relaxing to the background music
Guiding your own pencil thoughtlessly
Trusting that whatever you create will be just right
Kind of love
An effortless and safe kind of love
A Tears of happiness kind of love
A You don't have to talk kind of love
A Don't worry kind of love
A Feeling alive kind of love
The most loving kind of love
That is what I wish for you
My love
@starshinemoonglow
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