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It’s like you were the only one that even gave a damn when the sky broke open. Like you were the only one to see it, the only one to stand beside me and mourn all that alive. Like we were the only ones in the world to see things. There are words out there for me to put here for you but I can’t find them, I hope you find them in-between the lines of the sun rays that fall out of your eyes. It takes time to learn a language built upon weighted eyes, I’m learning for you. You see I was in the cold for almost too long, and when you showed me warm, I had to try and hold my gratitude inside where it burned as you gave it to everyone until shivers were all you had left. And that’s what makes a human; for a God, as powerful as it is, doesn’t have the ability of self-sacrifice. And what’s the point in a God if it isn’t human.
(via coldfeetonthekitchenfloor)
Winona Ryder at The Commitments premiere in 1991
90s goth winona is my favorite
as I sit here reading a book of beautifully matched words, I wonder how long it's been since I've been able to write I feel no call to it anymore, no call to twist my emotions into vine like patterns on paper where did it go? the writing or the emotions, both void of anything I need to write about, I try to make myself cry.. two years shed and my body freezes, I feel nothing- no wave of emotion pours from me, familiar haunting emotion. hm Familiar. I'm just kidding myself now. the pain I used to know better than myself has left me to fend for myself, except my new coping mechanism is existence, and barely at that does writing this even feel authentic? or more forced, trying to kickstart new days and feelings and god anything to make me experience life again funny how the only thing I wanted to be when I grew up was dead, level unlocked but not in the way I thought ~ breathing, dead, still, silent, unmoving even the fact that I've died can't evoke emotion from me, here kitty kitty.... wait what's dead and what's living, I lost my place
which way is up and which way is down?
the only thing i can feel right now is myself drowning and gasping for air
and for someone to hug me and tell me its okay that my world is crashing all around
that the tides will calm, and the clouds will disperse
and that this monster that has become of us is gone, in place light will be left
but all i can see is your darkness engulfing my light, while you deny that the dark even exists
That moment when you already said “what?” three times and still have no idea what the person said so, you just nod, smile and agree.
Nalla Smith
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