nobody apologized for how they treated me. they just blamed me for how I reacted.

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nobody apologized for how they treated me. they just blamed me for how I reacted.
Beetlejuice (1988)
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Incest: A Jounal of Love; The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1947-1955
its still the same songs that carry the same feelings and i feel it all over again when i hear the notes
sometimes it makes me wonder who i miss the most
looking outside and thinking about how it’s all just satellites and lies. but the satellites connect us to each other somehow
one of these days i’ll be wearing my feelings
i started to hear you in my dreams again. i don’t think it is a sign that i’m weak. i think it shows strength. i’m strong enough to wake up and continue even though i may have the same dream again. i have the strength to live with that dreadful feeling. with you on the other end, i’ll be able to tell you that it’s all just a bad dream.
this is a world that shouldn’t be mine and i’m certainly not yours. is this how we feel? is this what we’ve got to lose?
the only things i hear about you anymore come from the mouths of other people. i never hear your voice anymore. i can’t hear it anymore. it’s silence aside from the whispers of others.
my trembling body will fall still before the rot finishes consuming me, it will give in and accept that this is what its come to. my heart however will always keep beating
is this ain?
what happened between you and max?
your sins are staining your skin and you show it to the world in order to keep the rot at bay
i will haunt you until your sins bleed from the ghost you haven’t become and you join the in-between world of the living and dead
would i be happier if i just forgot you entirely and everything that could be connected to you? even if i lost myself? should i be grateful for you? you make me sick, after all.