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A diamanteMyself Alone, weary Dreaming, believing, perfecting True, smile, ready, great Comforting, trusting, talking Happy, helpful FriendA diamante
by ~i-miss-youx
loosing my hold on lifeThe evening sky opens up, and soon the world is blurred and mumbling. A few more sips and no one will ever recognize. . . The moon a bright green orb; a moldy cheese, packaged that way.loosing my hold on life
by ~i-miss-youx
LOVE THIS WEATHER.This love feels like the weather.LOVE THIS WEATHER.
As the clouds pass over,
the shadows cover us like a dark blanket.
Faces are illuminated in the blackness. Our distance is condensed,
As if pulled together by pure belief in the truth.
The chilling depression dissolves into brightness.
These lost hands slip into yours,
and the heat can be felt upon my cheeks,
Sending glorious warmth to the earth. But the sky is unpredictable and torturous;
and so i will hold onto this feeling forever.
by ~i-miss-youx
without words "raw"Waves brush upon a shore of careful thinking Smelling the briny water brings back memories Joyful times that lift some spirits Not mine. The bitter anger, drilled, pure into my heart Stabbing each deep and measured beat A closer cut each dip inside. I hug myself to stop the pain The knife dives in farther Chilled and salty liquid runs out soaked tear ducts Ready to burn these deliberately placed scars The lack of heat is overwhelming The feeling in my toes has become lost,without words "raw"
Unsurprisingly my lips and fingers begin to blue. Clouds rise above. Precipitatio
by ~i-miss-youx
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broken records - the wordsI knew everything would change the day my sister asked me, “They’re gonna get divorced, aren’t they?”broken records - the words
"Maybe," I replied.
It’s a sad thing hearing your little sister say that with such finality. Because in this war of words, the innocent suffer most.
As she continues gluing on her heart-shaped box and sprinkling pink glitter with tiny trembling fingers, my insides are in turmoil.
When I was little, I used to be scared whenever they fought, so I hid beneath my covers. But things are different now. I am a high schooler, grown and able to make my own choices. Today, I c
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| Some say I'm complicated, confusing, but I find myself rather simple. Don't piss me off and I'll be your friend and we can have a super fun time figuring out my brain. Maybe I am a little complicated. I get annoyed a little too easy, I actually hate people, but some people I hate less. You know, I think that depicts my personality... badly. Yeah, I have a few issues... who doesn't? I enjoy poking people until my arms are shoved into lockers and I'm yelled at. Creeping people out is super fun and I live for awkward moments. Now hear me... I enjoy writing, it releases my true feelings... and I'd like to know what you get out of my writing, it'd be cool to hear what you think. I reread my writing to figure out my state of mind all the time. Well have fun with my writing, don't steal anything. (: |
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Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.
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My gallery: [link]
Why Harry really survived the Killing Curse: [link]
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Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.
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