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the scariest part of loving you is that you can leave at anytime, you can walk away at a drop of a dime. you say you never will but we both ...
Dear Mom and Dad, I’ve told you time and time again that I could not remain on this earth, That the dust in my ribcage needs to retu...
I don’t know when it happened, or why it happened. You just stopped. There were no more phone calls in the middle of the night when you c...
There was a boy, who lost pieces of himself in the lines of books, he made a home in the comfort of words. He found himself slowly wishin...
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I. There will be a time when he leaves, a time where he breaks your heart. When he walks out the door he will take a piece of you with him, ...
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I know deep inside, I am not the child my parents wanted. I can tell by the way they look into my eyes, because theirs glaze over, and by th...
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It usually hits the hardest when it’s 2a.m. and I can’t stop tossing and turning. So I go to grab my phone, just to remember that I am alone...
This morning after I woke, I laid in bed and stared at the ceiling for about thirty minutes, trying to convince myself there was a reason ...
they say to wait, but never worry, and i sit here and worry as i wait. i was never the one to listen to advice, i was never the one to belie...
I have this hope that maybe I could find my escape by cutting open my skin, and bleeding out this sadness within.
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you look for her in ways that are more than just a keyboard click. you walk down busy streets, sit on packed buses, and find parts of her...
I still remember the day you told me you were leaving Our skin was still sticky from the summer air and your kisses were still on my hips Y...
she’s bobby pins on the bathroom floor, strands of hair tangled between bed sheets. she’s scraped up knees and chipped fingernails. she’s br...