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It burns so bad.
I am sorry
for all of
the trouble
I have caused,
while Iâm trying
to find myself
who is still lost.
Here // ma.c.a
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I couldnât help you with your pain, but always hoped that you were safe.
Casey. Little Bird.
Thereâs no turning back...
We completed each other...not really. We never did. You gave me attention and I absorbed every bit of it, till you were wasted enough to even start feeling worthless.
Then when you fell I didnât care and let go of you. I left you for weak and insecure, feeling like you didnât care about me for not holding on when things got ugly. But I was ugly. And you were just left broken and confused. I felt nothing but shame and a little bit of guilt now and then. But for you it took time and lots of sleepless nights. That pain, we all know it, when youâre being left. But when you feel disappointed at yourself, thatâs the worst kind of pain. And there is nothing I can do about it. I did you harm. There is no turning back. As you can see I keep absorbing from you everything that I can. Even the hint of a thought I just had about you and how I once loved you, even with all the wrong I did you. I loved you more than anything in this world, but what Iâve always loved even more, is being self destructive and you were a good thing. It wasnât meant to last. Nothing is. Nothing will.
I failed at
hatingâ
you.
I still care. //ma.c.a
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Take me as you please
La necesidad de escribir aunque sabes que nadie lo va a leer. El hecho de que las palabras se vean plasmadas, quizĂĄs para volver despuĂŠs y echarte una carcajada a costa de lo que una vez pareciĂł tan legĂtimo. A veces, sin embargo, cuando echo la vista atrĂĄs me doy cuenta de que el cambio ha sido enorme, porque las preocupaciones son distintas, aĂşn asĂ siento orgullo de saber que no iba tan mal encaminada. QuizĂĄs incluso sienta nostalgia porque en los textos anteriores habĂa esperanza...con el tiempo quizĂĄs sea lo que mĂĄs se ha ido desintegrando, todo se vuelve envuelto en una dosis cada vez mĂĄs difĂcil de dejar, de indiferencia, de ââentendimientoââ y resignaciĂłn.Â
Parece como si antes las palabras fueran un arma tan poderosa e indestructible, y con el tiempo va perdiendo valor. QuĂŠ digas lo que digas, hoy en dĂa, todo estĂĄ invalidado precisamente por esa resignaciĂłn, la cuĂĄl es un sĂntoma social bastante contagioso y extendido.
Supongo que todo tambiĂŠn se vuelve relativo y dejas de tener esa verdad absoluta que crees tener, todo cambia, tus ideas son fijas pero a la vez poseen pequeĂąos cambios constantes.
 CĂłmo siempre la experiencia te moldea. A veces temo ya no saber ni en que punto estoy, sin embargo, me encuentro siempre defendiendo ideas y debatiendo, por lo tanto de forma implĂcita si lo sĂŠ. Vuelven de vez en cuando esos problemas existenciales de la adolescencia pero cargados de biotecnologĂa, ciencia y las nuevas metafĂsicas, y cĂłmo no puede faltar, ĂŠtica.
En fin. Cuando vuelva a este texto espero que el cambio sea capaz de sacarme esa carcajada.  Â
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