here comes a thought...
just call me a solo cup because i’m apparently disposable and often left behind and used by multiple people.
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here comes a thought...
just call me a solo cup because i’m apparently disposable and often left behind and used by multiple people.
here comes a thought...
you’ve really left your mark on me,
but in the form of fingernail scores in the palms of my hands.
and i really want to leave my mark too,
but in the wall, with my fist.
here comes a thought...
this is too much stress,
i really need more rest
i promise i’m doing my best,
but who cares, as long as there’s an A on the test.
here comes a thought...
the only upside to my parents’ actions
is that i can know what not to do to my children
so that they won’t have to cry in showers or between bed sheets.
here comes a thought...
i’m in a family of forgetters. screaming and yelling one second and pretending that it’s not happening in the next. apparently bottling up emotions is a hereditary trait.
here comes a thought...
you don’t get to judge me for my hardships when you took the easy way out :)
here comes a poem...
hey there, friend
i’m here too
don’t forget about me
i’m always here for you.
but will you always
be there for me?
we shall see if i’m actually a priority
current mood: raging so hard I can hear myself anger breathing
shout out to my “friends” for making fun of something that I care about and ruining the rest of the night
Some people don’t realize that they have the privilege of feeling and expressing emotions. Some of us can’t cry in public or in front of other people because we weren’t allowed to. Some of us don’t get to express our dislike of everything or be rude outright because not everybody loves us. But they just don’t understand, and it’s painful to hear them making fun of how many times they’ve cried when you can’t even shed a tear without feeling like a burden.
“i literally just said that” or “i said that before but you get all the credit” : A Continuing Monologue
here comes a poem...
indifference is present in all senses
from the look on faces when they see it’s just you
from the sound of a voice when you’re not really important
from the terrible god-awful taste in your mouth when words go sour and unspoken in the insincerity of everything
from the lack of feeling, the numbness that spreads through the body like a disease when your excited story is brushed aside
and from the smell of nothing, when at last the senses shut down and you can just think of all of the things that you want to say or do, but won’t
here comes a thought...
i asked for the world to ignore me
but now i want back in
how do i get rid of that tiny voice inside of me that hates everything and gets jealous for no reason and wants to seclude itself in a corner all alone
sometimes I think that my best friend likes my crush, and I want both of them to be happy but I want myself to be happy too.
the phrase “just study more” or “just practice more” is like a stab to the fucking heart. i’ve spared no expense in the payment of time. i did study more and i did practice more, and that’s why i’m so upset.
*takes all AP classes, joins 5 clubs, tries to do other extracurriculars*
“Just try harder.”