i want to runaway and disappear
no one will look for me or miss me anyway
no one will care
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i want to runaway and disappear
no one will look for me or miss me anyway
no one will care
embarrassment has good bones
no act of self expression or love
is exempt from this danger
Fuck my mind is loud
“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.”
— Ferdinand de Saussure
“You have to fight through some bad days to earn the best days of your life.”
— Unknown
The only reason keeping going is all the lives that I will get to live.
to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.
The poem is by Sam Pink btw
Shattered trust
I thought I knew your touch, your gaze,
The whispered words that set ablaze
A love I thought was ours to keep,
But now I lie here, wide awake, to weep.
Beneath the lies, I saw your face,
Each secret smile, a cold embrace.
I trusted you with every part,
But you had torn apart my heart.
For all the dreams we’d planned, we made,
The promises that soon would fade,
I see now through the mask you wore,
You loved me less, and her much more.
The world we built was just a shell,
A hollow stage, a private hell.
How many times did I believe,
While you deceived, and I couldn’t see?
Now all that’s left is shattered trust,
Faded hopes and broken lust.
What once was love, now feels like dust,
And in this hurt, I learn to trust—
Myself, my heart, my strength to stand,
Alone, but free, and in command.
vulnerability feels scary because it gives the other person information about how to hurt you
there is no temptation greater on earth than that of museum gift shops
god the horrible urge to vague post is eating me alive but i must
someone wronged me once