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wanting a reason to be how i am
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and proud
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watch me paint myself as the hero with the trauma
watch me wanting pain and begging for a dramatic backstory
wanting a reason to be how i am
broken and bent
and proud

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i haven't slept alone in ages and my empty skin burns absent of any warmth like ember ready to burst into flames at the slightest movement agonizing
i honestly cannot think of anything worse than thinking right now
I haven't lived long enough to give up on my dreams yet
Future or past don't really exist for me.
The past is just a memory, it doesn't help remembering it, and the future is not now, and will never be now. Because if the future is now, it's not the future anymore, it's the present.
That's why I live my life however I want to and don't really care much about people, as soon as it's done, it's in the past, and can't ever be changed - so why not just do it.

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Sunday Poem // 41
the world moves slow, just like honey, without the sweetness, and the world gets cold, like a child losing loving warmth
i move slow, with a steady step at a steady pace, and my heart gets cold, slowing down its steady beating
but hey i am okay even tho i’m freezing so hey i feel okay even when you’re leaving
ramble #?
A while ago I've been thinking about my life, and somehow it did not make sense to me. I've been living, but I haven't been alive. There's been ups and downs, but nothing really made me feel.
I'm scared of this. I am scared of not feeling, of the emptiness, the apathy. I am scared of falling into the same routines forever, simply because I do not care enough to change them, do not care enough about myself and everything once dear to me.
I am scared.
Lately, I’ve been living my life for somebody else.
I want to keep living, and live life to the fullest, enjoy it and see the world. I want to make the most of it, to show the world I am still there, still worth taking into consideration. To show that I am a force to be reckoned with, a player to count on, that I matter to the world - and this person. I’ve been getting out of bed for someone else, and I pressed on, but not for myself.
Lately, I’ve been living my life for you.