Endless night

We've always defined ourselves by the ability to overcome the impossible

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Jt'ai menti dans les yeux, jt'ai dit que j'étais amoureux, mais dit moi qu'est ce qu'un coeur brisé pourrait faire de mieux ?

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Proud

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Ptin c'est fou, je peux voir aucun des pseudo qui like mes posts, alors soit j'ai bloqué la terre entière, soir Tumblr déconne (soit un peu des deux ), et fuck c'est relou. Bon c'est pas comme si j'avais des dizaines de likes sous chaque post mais j'aurais quand même était heureuse de savoir qui regarde ce que j'écris quoi.

Cette appli a vraiment été faite avec le cul bordel c'est n'importe quoi

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✨🪐

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Après toutes ces années je suis toujours fascinée par la capacité de la vie à te rappeler ton passé aux moments les plus improbables. Ça fait deux ans que je me coltine ces lavabos dans TOUTE la fac, j'en ai marre.

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And when I touched her skin , my fingers ran with blood 🧠

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One year later, still traumatised, youhou ✌️

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And now, welcome to the after :

Welcome to hell, welcome to consequences of traumas. Welcome to the part you have to plunge deeply into darkness.

But you know what'll be the end.

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Girl, no, it's never the end.

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Chapter VI

Home, sweet home

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Hello there 👋

It's been a while. I'm sorry for this time without posting or remembering anything but I was occupied maintaining my neuroses. Fuck it, I have a huge work to do with it, since 2020. But I just don't know why I can't let it go. I tried hardly, I restricted myself, I thought it was gone. But a thought of nostalgia and it come back hardly. Actually, Tumblr doesn't help me. But, it's a cool app for a girls who try in all the ways to collect memories. In a way I think I'm just not ready to leave all this. But the fuck, can somebody explain me why ?? Man, it's pretty weird here. I mean, in my head. I really thing my mind suffer of "autosabotage" or something, because what else could push me to think about it and to do it ? It's maybe the hardest and the deapest trauma came in this fucking life, and dude, all I do for heal it's try to know more ? Fuck it man. I just.. can't.

Bref, conclusion of all this : Tumblr has become an unhealthy place for me. But I stay, for the moment, drugging myself with nostalgia. God damn.

And fuck my English still pretty bad.

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Who the fuck are u hidden liker ?

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I sometimes wonder if he still comes to see me here.

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Better and better ⛰️

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And now, welcome to the after :

Welcome to hell, welcome to consequences of traumas. Welcome to the part you have to plunge deeply into darkness.

But you know what'll be the end.

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Lil Eïna would be proud of you.