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stop trusting chatgpt and start trusting a woman's intuition
“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.”
— Chuck Palahniuk, Diary
I don't know what's worse
Losing someone to life
Or losing someone to death
I have a habit of holding the pencil too close to the tip
Engraving the words onto the thin sheet
A futile attempt to turn them into reality
So when I move to erase
Having made a mistake
For the indentations left behind are to stay
I am not sure, though, what my fault here is
Holding it so close to me
Or noting down the wrong things in the first place
"Try our new AI tool", "Use ChatGPT", "Our AI assistant can help"
Want is just a word
Need is an emotion
I got what I want
Thought it was needed
But when you came
I learned the difference
Between the two
Wanting you
Exhilarated me
Needing you
Shattered me
The embrace of self loathing
Envelops around me
Warm and all too familiar
It's hold tightens ever so slightly
Smothering delight
For I am not sure
Whether it's a noose around my neck
Or comfort of an old friend
The calm I have reaped
From all the storms
Is not something to trade
On cloudy days
Cuz I have always loved when it rains
It's never black or white
I wish it was
Then maybe I could have said
You are a bad person
But you're not
You just chose to be this way
You chose to not change
What shade of grey is that?
If I could ask only one thing from you
I would ask a little less of your kindness
A little more of your coldness
An abundance of your cruelty
For its the only thing I've ever known
Your kindness for me is like
A warm cup of tea
Bound to get cold
And I've never been someone to take more than one
The embrace of self loathing
Envelops around me
Warm and all too familiar
It's hold tightens ever so slightly
Smothering delight
For I am not sure
Whether it's a noose around my neck
Or comfort of an old friend
maybe don't post every thought you have
suck me from behind or dont
tired of posts that are like "why should i go to therapy when the reason i'm upset is because of SOCIETY" and it's like
yeah. have you ever heard of a locus of control. you don't have control over Society but you do have control over your reaction to it
this is a really important thing. maybe you can't make the problem go away, but maybe you can change how you deal with the problem.
if lightning sets your house ablaze it's not your fault it's on fire but you should probably do something about it before it burns to the ground. Sometimes we must shoulder unfair responsibilities but, alas, they're still ours to shoulder
On the bright side, responsibility can become power in the right hands
I stand in my corner
I watch the storm
As it comes
But never goes
The thrashing water
Pricks at my skin
Cool and unforgiving
I stand still
Unmoving
I wish I could
For I would jump in the storm
For it would be the only end I can afford
Touch me with your lips
Kiss me with your hands
Ravage me with your words
Leave me undone with your gaze
do it weird do it scared do it shy do it anxious do it lonely do it cautious do it with shaking hands. but do it.