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thepathetickind · 9 months ago
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by laurenmaerie, hold me
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mewp0ems · 3 months ago
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medusa
i am medusa; as a god you should’ve known better leading me to the temple? you- you knew you wouldn’t be punished mortals are flimsy, fragile, easy to break. deities never take any consequences. isn’t this unfair? why should i bear the burden of your bad choice is it so bad? to be naive, innocent of crime, but by default, with you, i am guilty; i have paid my price. i hear hissing everywhere i go i cannot love freely - i know one day you will pay for the crimes you’ve committed, i’ll wait patiently pagan gods always have a downfall. after all, what is a god to a non-believer?
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usefulquotes7 · 6 months ago
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love is supposed to make you suffer ?
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connectingwithsoul · 1 year ago
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Souls don’t just recognise one another, they vibrate towards each other. @connectingwithsoul
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wilmaocean · 6 months ago
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They use to say A negative mind will never give you a positive life Well i guess im fucked up -Wilma
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skyexrose · 8 months ago
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One deep talk and apology can fix a lot of things but people ain't mature enough for that.
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hello-there · 3 days ago
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jeanclamence · 5 months ago
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This heinous convolution of our society has led to an enormous outrage of materialism, inauthenticity, and a rather depressing absence of—especially for these unconscious crestfallen prisoners, the zombie-like people of this era exceedingly stolen of humane feelings and characteristics by humanity itself—the strongly needed fantastic, positively imaginative creativity of thought. The structures of our modern world has induced a widespread neglect of the liberating essence of the soul and regularly offends and rebukes those introspective people who seek to indulge in it.
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asherlaewood · 9 months ago
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I win wherever I go...
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coffeexxcigarettes · 9 months ago
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Quiet
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But the emptiness,
It seeps into my bones.
To trust
And be bitten,
Hungrily.
Almost as if waiting
For the opportunity.
My eyes are heavy now.
My chest,
Even heavier.
I'll learn to seal these lips,
Even if it kills me.
Empty bones
And all.
x
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carpe-noctem-bitchess · 1 year ago
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You can't drag me away from cities, no matter the serenity of small towns and farmhouses. Something unspoken about it always attracts me, so many lives, bursting with energy, each fast and bright in its own galaxy, none too similar to the other or to mine, and I, a lone observer, will never get enough of that feeling.
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simplylvndr · 10 months ago
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be so rooted in yourself that no one's absence or presence can disturb your peace.
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thepathetickind · 7 months ago
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by laurenmaerie, can't have you
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mewp0ems · 3 months ago
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jan 2023 dear diary, today, i felt full of flies.  i sat next to a girl in class swallowed my anxiety with some water turned to her, and said “hi” i walked home with her after. flies buzzing under my hand desperately gravitating towards hers. lauren wants to go out tonight.  maybe i’ll invite her, too.  dear diary,  she told me her name. i think all the drugs in the world couldn’t get me to forget it. especially the way she said it. she calls me mew. i’ve never liked my name before.  i like the way she says it.  we got caught in a snowstorm last night.  i think i was cold. frankly, next to her, i could freeze to death and feel warmth curling around my wounds. i hope she talks to me tomorrow.  jan 2024 dear diary,  i wish you could meet her. there have been fireflies fluttering through my veins since i met her.  she is the apple eve ate in the garden. i would lick the juice off her fingers without a thought.  she is sunlight on a cold day, mushy fruit in a fruit bowl, smile lines and crows feet. what i am saying is, she is as human as they come.  what i am saying is, i am human with her.  what i am saying is, all i have to be is human with her.  she’s coming into the room now. god, i know i love her.  god, i think she might love me too.
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emmaliee · 10 months ago
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A Heartbreak’s Gift
This heartbreak wasn't just another bump in the road. It didn't lead me to question my value or yearn for what once was. It didn't bring me to my knees in despair or sow seeds of self-doubt. No, this heartbreak defied convention. It whispered a truth as old as time itself: sometimes, true strength lies not in holding on, but in letting go. And so, reluctantly, I released my grasp, feeling my heart fracture in the process. But within each crack, something remarkable occurred. As the pain washed over me, it carried away both the highs and lows of our shared journey. There was no longing for a past that could never be reclaimed, no futile desire to rewrite our story. Instead, there was a profound acceptance of our incompatibility. This heartbreak gifted me clarity and liberation. It molded me into someone more resilient, someone capable of embracing the fullness of my own being. In its aftermath, I unearthed pieces of myself long buried, breathing life into dormant passions and aspirations. Rather than resenting its presence, I found myself grateful for its lessons. For without it, perhaps I would never have embarked on the journey of self-discovery and self-love that now defines me.
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wilmaocean · 5 months ago
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the person i needed most, taught me i need nobody
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