por que me dejaste creer que me amabas?
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por que me dejaste creer que me amabas?

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y la verdad es que,,, nunca fui tan importante para ti
las veces que lo dijiste fueron mentira?
I wish your name was longer so I could write it for more time
just a tiny girl in a ugly world
ya paraste el show?
no es para tanto
tu hermana quiere dormir
el toni necesita dormir
quieres que te pegue para que tengas razón de llorar?
solo quieres manipular
sobre reaccionar
hablamos cuando se te pase
si podÃas dejar de llorar antes por que no lo hiciste
no quiero preocupar a nadie
o tal vez si quiero atención
pero y si es a costa de su cariño?
solo quiero ser normal
lo vas a hacer solo para decir que lo hiciste? (about sh)
si fuera real no le dirias a nadie
no me odien
débil
es solo una excusa
ni eso puedes hacer
son lágrimas de cocodrilo
para que haces eso? para quien? soloxquieres llamar la atención
manipular al resto
incluso a ti para creerte la victima
puro show
no vas a conseguir lo que quieres
solo molestas
como alguien querrÃa pasar por esto?
si alguien lo ve es mentira
I don't want to be loved, I want to be adored
I want someone to go crazy over me and love everything I do

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here we are again, am I not desirable enough?
why do people lose interest on my body?
am I disgusting?
I'm not good at making questions, I don't know what to do really to make you feel better, will you tell me when I'm doing it wrong?
I feel like I'm dead when no one is around
I'm that tree falling down in the middle of the forest
Just when someone touches me I come alive
And the passive pass of time drives me insane
until they come back and all is forgotten
no quiero hablar con nadie de ti, ellos no te conocen y te juzgarán por los últimos minutos que fui feliz
quisiera contarle a tus amigos, ellos te defenderán
no quiero odiarte
se me pasó un metro e inmediatamente llego otro
venÃa vacio, absolutamente nadie en el
es acaso un metro fantasma? mi mente suavizando el hecho que salte a las vÃas?
el suelo y el asiento se sienten reales
pero su amor también se sentÃa real
asà que quien sabe
es una suave muerte
me la merezco

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is it legal? to break a heart and leave it bleeding?
I started bleeding when you stopped loving me
maybe it will go away when it doesn't hurt anymore
maybe it will bleed forever
you made it so I can't be loved again
I can't trust anyone again
you said "we will always love each other"
right before pushing the knife
weird that we come back to writing in the sour hour
here I am two years later
you never knew her presence, her soft hand never touched these pages. I stopped writing because it stopped hurting
he came like a sweet potion that dissolved the pain
like water from the sea cleaning my soul
like sun light through the curtains in the cold morning
like a warm tea cleaning my throath
and here we are again
pained
and because of her too
I didn't write because I wasn't in pain
but the pain killer killed me
maybe I was the pain all along
ugh I want to die
I really can't concentrate in nothing rn
I only think about her, waiting for a message back, she had to have read the first one
did I needed to send more?
she is probably sad but why would you make you sad
I don't get it
why now too
it was very stupid of her part
makes me kinda hate her
but I still love her
Me gustan las relaciones ambiguas
Me gustan como un juego. Los juegos son fantasias, son las nueces que seguimos esperando salir del bosque. La relacion ambigua me permite reivindicar mi deseo, fuera de toda convencion de felicidad y paz, te deseo solo por el deseo mismo.
He decidido que no le temo a la opinion publica. Todos mis deseo son vistos con malos ojos, son sucios, pervertidos, degenerados. Pues y que? Diran (como dice la voz en mi mente) que solo busco excusar mi hedonismo con palabras academicistas, pero no. Maldigo el ojo publico que me condena. He decidido que no me importa. Los ojos no son tan sagrados y pueden ser lanzados a los cerdos.
Son los corazones, sangrantes, los que me entorpecen, no soy una mala persona: a mis ojos una mala persona disfruta hacer sangrar un corazon. Y los juegos se detienen cuando el niño se cae y se raspa la rodilla. Me gustaria jugar a explotar un corazon palpitante entre mis manos, como una paloma que quiere escapar. Pero cuando jugamos a eso, las palomas si sufren, los corazones si lloran. Pero si es solo un juego! Como pensar en responsabilidades ocultas cuando solo quiero saltar la cuerda?
how can someone, change so many of my own conceptions?
who gave you permision to remove all my insides in a macabre dance with the void?
that bird was hidden in a cage of ribs
but you broke too many of them
freed the bird
but failed to see that it would had to eat through my liver and my blood and my arteries and my flesh and bone
destroying my sanity dismembering my mind
kill me quickly kill me slowly
make me feel pain
because when pain breaks the rythm of life
i feel closer to god
i feel closer to the alimañas that grow on the earth
i feel closer to that numbing potion that helps forgive and forget
be my opyum be my salvation
be my destructor be my lover

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is it really a diary if you only use it to cry about the same guy?
i dont like this, feels like im in a constant loop
i do feel more understood now though
i felt genuine joy while explaining it, i felt great
but also Alien
and feelings, feeling
damn
feelings
it hurts, i do feel jealous, because i know believe (what an optimist) this closes a door, maybe im not losing something i had, but im losing one posibility
you really love to hang on every loose thread, he never mentioned anything about him being interested, just open to hearing about it
and still
feels like a promise
like a distant possibility
and why oh why had he had to tell me "i think you would like her" "she is like you" (she said "she is gorgeous") queue Mitski SHOULD'VE BEEN ME (im not gorgeous though) (and i would hqve never been able to give him the monogamy he wants)
what else to write here? a defense of the polyamory? the why did they misunderstand me cry?
for what?
im not happy
im not sad
maybe im both
no es un cuchillo caliente que quema mi pecho, sino que el nudo indivisible de la tristeza de ser rechazada
el silencioso grito de haber llegado muy tarde, muy temprano, nunca lista
No eres mi pertenencia, No eres mi propiedad
Y
Sin Embargo
Te deseeo poseer, tu mente tu alma tu corazon
validame quiereme rompeme
porque el dolor de un quiebre es mejor que la nada del olvido
what a fucking disappointing day, not only we did not have the conversation i was hoping im completely doubting my resolution, my breakthrough moment im scared this would be meanevil id be using him for my own gain is it correct? who to ask?
i have lost my other hope too, im not good enough anymore. Fuck i really wanted to work there, why? is it because you feel more confident in your ability to get a man??
what a weird feeling, i dont remember working on Lush while dating him, i was tapped out already?
maybe i should be quiet que derecho tengo a usar espacios que no me corresponden? como saber que espacios me corresponden? todos hablan de adueñasrse de mas espacios, de ocupar de sonar de ser loud and proud. Pero,,,, puedo yo? me incluye? soy libre de decir fuck your other relationships, im here. Do with that what you want.
i still want to do it maybe no volveremos a ser amigos, siempre hay tiempo de girar todo de cabeza cierto??