Game
I knew it was all a game
And i conciously played along
Because when someone loses,
the game stops.
and i allowed myself to be the loser, so that i could no longer participate in your so-called games.
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@dhaunting
Game
I knew it was all a game
And i conciously played along
Because when someone loses,
the game stops.
and i allowed myself to be the loser, so that i could no longer participate in your so-called games.
She could no longer hold her silent whimpers caused by the person entwined with her limbs. She tries to remain tough and indestructible but the current havoc is hurling down her defenses for the impeccable pity she feels for herself. Her sobs grew louder as her demons– caged in her own mental of pandemonium.
memories... which of which is worse?
Deleting photos? or having none to delete?
Count
before taking my innocence away,
queries about my bodycount were in array.
Realizing that you’d be the first,
adding few numbers was your best retort
…making it seem like a harmless joke
when i figured the puzzle after i awoke
that it was, in fact, multiplied by…
almost all of my fingers on both hands
Was it pleasurable?
Was it an achievement?
Stating how rare it was in this day and age
And yet, i still loved you the same
But i was just another name
we were magic... but like most magics, the effects aren’t meant to last.
yet here i am, with the side effects still lingering indefinitely.
and you’ll definitely get warmth from another under your covers,
but will it be covered with sparks like what we used to have?
Remnants of the flame
You abruptly took off towards the edge while i try to meet you halfway. Yet i kindled to burn this bridge down, finally putting a finality.
Was there ever an unspoken rendezvous that was lost in translation? I don’t know. But I sure am visiting my spot, on the other receiving end, from time to time. Burning with curiosity whether i’ll see you too at the opposite side.
Temporary disconnection led to an indefinite isolation.
Stuck in a façade reality nearing to the inevitable certainty.
The prolonging anxiousness lost all nonchalances.
Either too late in resolving or too hopeful for a silver lining.
If it were me reading the signs, it certainly does not add up
me: *wants to live a minimalist life with little to no clutter*
also me: I'm keeping this math assignment from 5th grade I might need it later.
having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch
Can we please stop associating being a good person with how much you're willing to suffer in silence for other people? You can be a kind person and still say "no, I don't have the time/energy to help you with that." You can be a kind person and still say "this makes me uncomfortable, please stop." You can be a kind person and still say "I disagree and here's why." You can be kind and still say "I'm not okay with this." Being kind is about treating people with kindness and respect, not about being the human equivalent of a doormat!