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Today's Document

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I have these nightmares during the day.
More like flashes of brilliant clarity.
Where I remember that I am far from what you want.
Far from the āperfectā you desire.
If he walked up and wanted you all, Iād be a piece of trash you wouldnāt think twice of recycling.
His pictures linger in your room. I hear his voice in some of the songs you sing. I see the memories behind your eyelids you try to hide from me.
You write about him. You write apologies to me. You want him. You settle for me.
I hate that I actually have to ask myself if Iām okay with never being the first pick.
I hate that the answer should be no, but I always say itās okay.
I always say yes.
Iāve always believed in dreamers. Iāve always had their back. I told you I rooted for the two of you because I could see you really cared about him. I believe in dreamers. But I canāt seen to ever believe in mine.
Mattering is for people with potential, not stepping stones.
I have these nightmares during the day.
More like flashes of brilliant clarity.
Where I remember that I am far from what you want.
Far from the "perfect" you desire.
If he walked up and wanted you all, I'd be a piece of trash you wouldn't think twice of recycling.
His pictures linger in your room. I hear his voice in some of the songs you sing. I see the memories behind your eyelids you try to hide from me.
You write about him. You write apologies to me. You want him. You settle for me.
I hate that I actually have to ask myself if I'm okay with never being the first pick.
I hate that the answer should be no, but I always say it's okay.
I always say yes.
I've always believed in dreamers. I've always had their back. I told you I rooted for the two of you because I could see you really cared about him. I believe in dreamers. But I can't seen to ever believe in mine.
I think it was all easier when I was nothing. Now, that I've been built up, it hurts more to be stepped on. I feel defeated where as before I didn't need an excuse for being powerless.
Heal you
I wanna heal you. I really want to take this pain away. And now Iām crying because youāre sad. And I wanna heal you so bad.
Hey! Read this! Background: This two second looped video is a small shot of Critical Role's new intro (link below). Browsing reddit, one of the comments (/u/...
I made 4 LoFi Critical role beats using lines from the show and inspiration from some of the more memorable songs played about. Enjoy
Dancing On My Own - Cover by Noah Pacheco
How much shit do I gotta give up to get over you
Seeing you smile just wrecked me. I guess I subconsciously felt like it was something saved for me. How selfish of me to think.
Also I found this while in the forest, it made me happy