A Compilation of Miscellaneous Thoughts.

I hope you stumble upon one of my poems, aphorisms, epigrams, or other writings. I hope that when you do you read it. I hope that when you read it you find that you can relate. Most of all, I hope that what I write can help you get through your miserable day. At the end of the day, that's all the vindication I would ever need.

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Why do I love 'love'? Why does anyone for that matter?

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For All The Black Roses Out There.

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You think someone’s worth more than what they actually are, but really they’re not. And they never were. When you used to look at them — the way you used to look at them — all you ever saw was a mirrored image of yourself. You saw you strengths, your weaknesses, your inner fortitude, and all of your insecurities reflected through their eyes. But really, you were a victim of your own lies. All along, you were looking through a rose-colored window thinking that you saw a clear sky. In truth, what you percieved was only a shadow cast by the sun, a non-existent paradigm.

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The Strangers.

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Down the Rabbit Hole We Go

I fell so hard for you and so quickly… that I guess when I tripped… I forgot to take you with me.

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To You, From Us.

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We talked over coffee once, wait… no we didn’t, but we were supposed to.

As I sat there nursing a bitter brown cup of joe, fulfilled yet empty, accompanied by you through text but at the same time all alone, that vacant space you left across the table became my battle ground.

And in the months that followed suit I quickly found that losing your first love is quite like being drowned in a sea of scalding hot coffee grounds.

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We talked over coffee once, wait... no we didn't, but we were supposed to. As I sat there nursing a bitter brown cup of joe, fulfilled yet empty, accompanied by you through text but at the same time all alone, that vacant space you left across the table became my battle ground. And in the months that followed suit I quickly found that losing your first love is quite like being drowned in a sea of scalding hot coffee grounds.

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I’m not the girl you think of when you think of the word “love”

I’m the girl who talks to you in the living room while your girlfriend gets ready for your date

I’m the girl you date in between the one #1 and the one #2

I’m the girl who wears make up every other day drinks black coffee and forgets her lunch at home

I hang out with the guys I hang out with the girls Sometimes it’s just me

I listen to sad songs, tell terrible jokes, and make you smile.

You don’t worry when it comes to me.

I always say hello when you arrive I seldom say goodbye when I leave I’ll see you tomorrow anyways

Sometimes I’ll get upset and cry when you’re not looking but I’ll reasonably, honestly, go back to our ordinary days where you’re okay and I’m okay

No, I’m not the girl you think of when you think of the word “love”

But I see love and I feel love so I write every day making it real

- by quietmynx

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Visitors

You stood in the street in front of my house

‘What are you doing here?’ I asked Only, you weren’t looking at me In my driveway, was her. Then I woke up.

The next day she told me you two were dating now.

The dreams always came as a surprise. I guess you had been standing in the dark corners of my mind ever since we broke up and now, she would come too.

Another night, she hid in my home, crying to me as I held her ’I know, I know’ You would call, she would tell me she wasn’t here.

A month later, you came to me shaking for advice how to not hurt her. She would call, you would say you weren’t here.  

In the world where my eyes are open, I would call her. She would tell me everything is fine.

Then one night, you trapped me in a closet. And even though I tried to go, you grabbed my hand, and asked me to wait, for just a moment.

That was the last time I dreamed of the two of you. For the best I suppose.

- by quietmynx

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To You, From Us.

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Down the Rabbit Hole We Go I fell so hard for you and so quickly... that I guess when I tripped... I forgot to take you with me.

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A Mountain of Debt

It’s always the same story: I give people too much credit and I end up having to bear the weight of their debt when they fail to return my investment.

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boy: send nudes? ;)

me: *sends a picture of stars*

boy: um wtf is this?

me: its me. its us. its humanity, stripped. this is our true nakedness- we are painted with stars and consumed by the cosmos, only to come back again brighter than before. my heart is the sun and my soul is the void.

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To put things in perspective.