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I don’t understand situationships at all especially when two people have real connection and real chemistry but can’t communicate their true feelings for an actual committed relationship.It’s strange how something so mutual can stay unspoken.
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i always wanted to have a blog on here so i guess here i am (i have no idea what i'm doing)
“gotta be real quiet on the creek” can connect to the underground railroad if you think hard enough.
I would, but I didn’t (id/I’d)
The grass is greener where I go, it’s just that I prefer the pale sands of time, but that’s too advanced for you to comprehend. And I don’t really want to be here, but I don’t really want to be there either. Nowhere and everywhere have collided as coordinates as of late, behind wake after woken, pragmatism applied upon praxis. And at the axis, mornings of telos unmoored, that too, which is fabricated, tearing at the fabric of realities, those which may or may not be, id demolishing ego, so I go, and so does the green grass.
yes little depressed boy convince yourself everyone hates you and rot in bed all day 😂😂😂😂😂😂
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Guys, I just had an insane thought. What if I actually…started using this account?
Wake
How do you mourn someone who isn’t dead?
How can I ever explain the feeling to someone?
I think the debt was more than paid.
In blood, sweat, tears, cash, scars, pain.
All I had to give I gave.
Yet still you cling onto me. Why?
I’ve done my best, maybe it wasn’t you, but I who saved a life.
I don’t want to hear about you or from you.
I don’t want to know anything at all, if you’re dead or alive.
I don’t even think I’d be relieved, you still breathe and I still cry.
I don’t want to be around for if a day comes where there are news that you have died.
I don’t want to know the details.
I don’t even want to know the, ‘whys.’
Nobody deserves to tell me, none of them deserve to cry.
Fuck all of them, and fuck you too.
I’m still a fool for you.
Time check: 2:00 AM
this is the kind of sadness that only 2 AM brings. the world is quiet, but my mind isn't. unanswered questions, endless what-ifs, plans that never happened, regrets, and so much self-loathing.
Bruh it's so tiring :<
