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[itmotawnocsy]

March 3rd

It finally happened

the thing I swore I'll never do

I finally physically hurt you

No accident, purposely

blaming the circumstance 

when the only one to blame was me

unable to control the monster within

all you ever showed me is love

I repay with you with hurt

unable to show you the love you deserve

the fuck good it do, to show remorse an hour later

when you look me in the face looking for one you fell in love with

nothing but hate staring back

anger and frustration taking out its rage

every second passing a second regretting

your right I am no man 

just a piece of shit that you let into your life

[itmotawnocsy]

Our story

We had classes together Never thought much of it Till that night at a mutuals place When you were apart of this insanity. Laughing and smoking in a circle I saw a side of you I hadn't before. The next day I find you in my apartment Didn't know what to do but get high of k Yet we end up playing video games The waves fogging up my memory Can't remember how you got home Did I drop you off or did you leave? But I do know, that was the first time The first time we were alone together. Fast Forward, and again we're together. This time high of ecstasy and music I could barely function yet you held on Speaking words I will never know. Another mutuals place later We find each other in each other's arms So who would of known A straight edge girl till recently A boy who liked to experiment frequently Would of ever ended up together. You would laugh at the dumb shit I said I would wonder why you choose me Yet I'll be lying if I said I wasn't happy But time is a motherfucker The more it passed the more you knew me Destroying that kind facade I had created My true character started to emerge A lying selfish addict chasing the next high You truly loved me while I just said it When I've only ever loved myself And I hate that about myself Yet you were determine to make it work While I kept making excuses to end it Lying till the end, forever hiding the truth Yet through all the bullshit I'm happy you were part of my life I wish nothing but the best for you And unforgivably I wasn't the best to you.

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To others crazy beyond belief, to me perfection.

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IDK

I don’t know what you ever saw in me

A thought I would find myself repeating 

[itmotawnocsy]

The more I travel the less I know

unkown

[itmotawnocsy]

The words just wont come out, leaving me with pointless thoughts. Thoughts of wanting to be with you, to hold you, to kiss you.

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[wnq-writers]

I learn from My mistakes. I do not Dwell on them For too long. If I did, I’d still be With you, not Knowing how To move on.

D. J. Syngai, I Learn, I Move  (via wnq-writers)

[itmotawnocsy]

Culture is ordering take out at 1:30 A.M., racing down the freeway, playing video games till 4 A.M., eating ice cream on a hot day, listening to your favorite song, dancing with your friends, standing in line to order taco bell, drinking coffee in the morning, procrastinating in writing a paper or simply living.

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[itmotawnocsy]

Culture is a mysterious entity that manipulates the way people tend to conduct themselves based on whom they were born to.

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[itmotawnocsy]

At the beginning of 17 I had no idea what could of been At 18 the what if’s popes in n out At 19 a distant memory remained At 20 anxiety gripped me At 21 left home to find home Finally at 22 I realize I am who am because of 17

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Beauty for someone,may not be What beauty is to you But each one, its own Beauty is that, which brings joy To the one that sees the truth The underlining that is overshadowed By an unquenchable thirst

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Me and her, an explosive start Ecstasy before normality set in Who knew, she owned my heart Making me think, when All I see is her beauty

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[wnq-writers]

Is Winter aware of how cold she is when she takes a heart in her hands? As you freeze you wonder, “Does love feel like dying?” Would I travel through time if I were lost in a current? I dream of standing on a frozen river, the ice breaks and I am lost forever.

tashorganic  (via wnq-writers)

[mingdliu-deactivated20210422]

My hands spoke a thousand words while my lips could only say so much. Your hands discovered a secret place while your lips marked its spot.

Stories I’ll tell one day #30 – Ming D. Liu (via mingdliu)

[journalofanobody]

Tanka Diary

Toe to toe with death,

one foot over the abyss–

my daily routine.

I smile at the songs of birds

and laugh with the kids I teach.

– Michael Boiano

[itmotawnocsy]

This urge to talk, I’ve never felt Cursed by the hand I’ve been dealt Salvation in the liquid poison Making me feel like I’m the chosen Knowing I’m from deepest pit Only trying to find the place I fit A spark of genius at Los cabins tacos Rewake and I’m at house party shots of tito’s

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In the end, all she wanted was the truth.

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