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@manicpixiegypsy
23 minutes. 23 fucking minutes. Are you fucking kidding me?!
I never would have thought youād move back and the love wouldnāt come with you. Put on the back burner / rejected. Waiting on a dry phone for messages Iāve watched you send other woman or just for 1/2 the attention they get. 3 am screaming and crying into my pillow. I donāt know why I didnāt think my heart could break anymore but alas here I am. Eyes full of tears and a heart full of love that is no longer desired.
Metaphorical Clouds
Im not sure if my most popular word I use isĀ ālikeā orĀ āfuckā
& I hate that I lost myself so long ago. When I need to escape this is where I go. I write to you, whoever you are.
Casually cruel in the name of being honest - beyond words its just a feeling.
Sensual. Sexual. Cynical.Ā
Let me write for you, so you know itās real.
wnna sit in someoneās lap & be admired like a lil doll
Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "On The Difficulty of Conjuring Up a Dryad,"
Morose & melancholy
I think Iām going to start writing again.
And found myself screaming in pillows, hot tears pouring down my face at 3 AM as I write this with tears. Knowing youāll never read this knowing you stop looking I donāt know how long ago - no Lana they donāt for the record they do not.
Lofi on low
Matthew Genitempo. From the book Jasperā . Hermetic homes and men living in solitude in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas and Missourri
I hate that you know the truth by the way it feels
Makenzie Campbell, from a poem featured in "Room of the Mind: Poems" originally published in 2021
Finally.
And that is what is not understood - me as a whole.