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Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

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My alone time is for everyone’s safety
April 28, 1966 Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters First published: 1977
We never spoke about it.
Maybe we knew-
at least,
we knew.
Maybe I’ll take this to my grave,
and when the maggots eat my heart,
they will taste something bittersweet.
And when the worms enter my brain,
they will find burned thoughts—
thoughts of you,
so cold, so true,
the impossibility of you.
im 19 btw

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April 17, 1928 Journals of Anais Nin 1927-1931 [volume 4]
“Dito ka na lang habang buhay.”
“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health
yall don’t understand how much i need to live by the ocean
01.12.26
As the wave of tranquility covers my mind,
My heart longs for the cadence of Your voice
While I breathe, hear my thoughts,
For You are the One who soothes my soul.
1.12.26
My mind cannot think of greater words to describe how pleased I am. Your grace is beyond what I could comprehend. Ashamed of my redundancy, and vagueness. But You knew my thoughts even before I spoke; You are ineffable. I hold dearly onto You, but You hold me more than I do. I thank you with all my heart, for You are my God. You have never left me, even I was the one who was running away. And at the end of the day, You sought me, and You found where I was.

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candle
I lit the candle
saw the flare-
and suddenly
everything felt
critical
09.06.25
There was something in the air—
Something magnificent, too deep to bear.
It touched my skin, soft and fair.
The day has come, the years draw near.
I was called, not to live in fear,
But to walk with it,
Whether the path is
vague or clear.
09.06.25
Some things in this world are worth it,
But everything is actually worthless.
I just need to think thoroughly,
And choose not to feel too deeply
For in this world, I am a mere traveler.
Help me remember to forget,
Let me walk with no regret.
Calm my mind with breeze,
And make my heart feel at ease.
Megan Nolan, from her novel titled "Acts of Desperation," originally published in March 2021
God

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I want to lose my sanity and pour out all the words without the weight of ambiguity.
The night seems no end,
Lying in bed, eyes shut, I pretend.
A time for my mind to wander,
Yet I yearn for rest, for thoughts to alter.
Feeling the lines inside my head,
Wishing to stop their waves, drowned in bed.
Stuck between night and day,
Head aches—there’s no way.
Put me to sleep, long and deep,
My mind is weary, counting sheep.
When the sun begins to rise,
The dream halts, I open my eyes,
Just to witness the brightening skies.