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âBe the lover you craved Be the parent you needed Be the best friend you wanted You have to be everything youâve desired in order to accept it.â
â NIU

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I wake up in a sweat because every fucking dream is about you. Youâre in my blood youâre in my brain my love youâre driving me insane.
â make it stop Iâm drowning // a.m.m, 3:50am
âYou deserve something you donât have to question. You deserve someone who is sure of you.â
â r.h. Sin (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
âno feelings,â he says as he wraps both of his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest.
âno feelings,â i say when his fingers raise my chin towards his.
no feelings. our lips meet and a fire erupts inside me.
no feelings. days become weeks. his secrets become my own, his laughter the soundtrack of my nights.
no feelings. we lay on the couch, limbs intertwined. he plays with my hair. kisses me with his entire being as we say goodbye.
no feelings but i donât mean it. i donât mean it. iâm sorry.
4am
âI feel it still Inside my soul, a little piece of youâ
- (C.B)

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Someone wants to love you
But it wont work so you
Take it all out on them
Smelled the roses inhaled
To forget the time when
Everything was going wrong
Took you long enough to
Set aside our differences
Were too much to handle
Ignore you so that you
cant hurt me anymore
ill learn to rest easy now
Without you
Hold my breath underwater
I cant swim but ill let you go
Summer comes in cycles
You wont answer my calls
So ill let you go
I rest easier now without you
You were everything he was supposed to be. I used to look into swarms of pedestrians and only see people who were not him. But now, as we;re just standing here in the middle of the sidewalk outside my building, with red brake lights flashing around us, everyone is rushing, spreading outwards; meanwhile weâre just here together, still, waiting for something neither of us can name and all I can do is study your eyes and the way the light from the streetlamp beside us twists and turns within the river that is your iris and the tiny strands of your hair entangled in your eyelashes and the small freckle under your eyelid⌠I stand here and I donât see someone else, I see you. And I hope, god do I hope, that maybe you see me too.
The First Poem I Ever Wrote About You, 5/12/16, 9:35 PM (via morning-revivals)
Silence was the only thing left.
Observer. (Six Word Story.)
I have dealt with the crisis in my heart Turning the crumpled paper restlessly. I see no smoothness on its mottled face, The creases are intrusive to my eyes. The calmness was a memory in my mind That my quiet room painted and hung up for me I am jealous of it, desiring to be such stillness Not even my tired hands could disarray the air And the thing in my heart devours me With a mouth full of thunder and rain I hear nothing but the rumble of thoughts Rising up and sticking at my throat. I have tasted what I cannot say I find peace in my subtle strength To keep order of the tempest in my bones. I have made my home in storms.
Beauty of Virgo written by @satsune (via zodiacsociety)
Quiet Tip toe around your explanation But donât lie, be gentle Donât shut him down, but be assertive Not too aggressive, or youâll deserve it Be courteous, open minded But donât complain when he has enough of it Leave him alone when heâs with his friends But drag him along when youâre with yours Donât talk back But dont be prey

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Sometimes I fall asleep just to see your face again.
10 Word Story. ((Dreamgirl.))
While You Were Sleeping
I drew imaginary flowers tracing lightly with my finger down and around every frown mark crease and wrinkle not a daisy no not a rose more a lopsided sunflower smiling back at me with a big twitching nose
la lune. i love her.
Myths about emotions (DBT)
I should feel differently about this. The fact is, you feel the way you feel and thereâs no right way to feel about anything. Invalidating your emotions is a dangerous trap! Notice any judgements and challenge them. You feel the way you feel. No one will react the same way to things because we are all individuals.
My emotions are bad. No emotion is âgoodâ or âbadâ. The emotion you feel doesnât make you âgoodâ or âbadâ. Emotions arenât sin! Emotions are human!
Iâm overreacting to this. Challenge, challenge, challenge! If youâre unsure about your emotional response then check the facts. But your emotion is not an overreaction.
Thereâs a right way to feel about everything. Nope. The way you feel is the way you feel.Â
Being emotional means Iâm out of control. Being emotional makes you human. As a society, weâre not good about talking about emotions. Some people believe that you should not show emotion in church because itâs shameful and sinful! But the truth is, feeling emotions doesnât mean youâre out of control.
My emotions are who I am. Actually, emotions are a part of us. They are not our identity.
Emotions should always be trusted. Emotions can sometimes be trusted, but not always. Check the facts before you decide that you can trust your emotion.
All painful emotions are the result of a bad attitude. Painful emotions tend to be the result of struggles, triggers and illness. Feeling low or angry or anxious isnât the result of a bad attitude!
Get your heart broken so your art improves

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Is it normal to want to die? Is it normal for you to cross your fingers whn u lie? How much of this can u take before its too late How can u take back ur promise Without taking ur own life No one can see the future, right? How do u know ill be alright? Open up the blinds ..god, give me a sign I cant do this, not tonight Not tomorrow Its so goddamn hard to swallow The pills ddont fucking work This "help" isn't fucking helping Welp welp i am welting Wilting ? Who gives a shit Im illiterate The grass is green, the sky is blue I dont know what else to fucking do
Youre so edgy
You cut tourself with your own hands
They tear apart your skin effortlessly without even lifting a finger
Your words cut through the skin even more so
When youâre not even thinking of the impact you have on others
But youre so edgy
You cant even begin to think about that impact
What would happen when youâre gone? Does it even matter?
How edgy do you have to be , to cross the line between satirical and mentally distressed?
Theres always some truth in a lie, right?
But youâre so goddamn edgy
When i ask, are you alright?
All you can fathom is a chuckle, and another puff of your cigarette
Smoke flowing out of your mouth like a screaming river int he middle of michigan
Your laugh cuts through as deep as the wounds
And you dont even answer the question
Because youre just so goddamn edgy
Does it even matter?