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[ch3rry-colaboy]

Can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying

[skeletonsunkencity]

Genesis

Voices will make parts of you segregate from your own story, until you find a release, of dolor through demons or demons through dolor. Latter is the genesis of crimson drizzles which persists to remain an addiction. And by then you adapt to find ecstasy, within the sight of honey dripped from your own pulses and within the tender metamorphosis of yourself into a demon.

[ch3rry-colaboy]

As long as we don’t die ..... this is gonna be one hell of a story

[itsmehi-blog14]

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[liddiespeaks]

My Character Fear

Never having the guts to look in the mirror at the type of person I’ve become, observing the character development that was built upon past experience. Having enough strength to accept myself and work on things i want to change without harsh judgement.

[liddiespeaks]

Foggy

Most of the time i have so many stories that i want to write and give expression to. I seldom write anymore because my mind feels stuffed. The best way to described it i guess would be driving a car slowly through fog with very limited vision. You feel almost trapped in your car with a fear of the the unknown hiding in the endless. So many projects wasted because i cannot control the thoughts and emotions that are eating away at me. I don’t know how to calm the noise and judgements that seem to find a sense of home in my thoughts. Laying down, staring at the ceiling as my mind takes me on a journey. I often think about my past mistakes, they keep popping up. I read a lot about things like how if you speak or even think a certain way that is what you’re projecting into the universe and that is what will come back. Is this even true? Life is so random that I’m questioning a lot of things.

[liddiespeaks]

How can I dwell on the past, when it only eats me inside out like a deadly disease. Making me question current moments like it was an interrogation. The past. Sublime, nostalgic and surreal. Threatening to my current and future situations..I

I want to change but I don’t see it coming. The world is covered in dust and fog like it was the ashes of my of future aspirations..I

I am lost...and I am tired of fighting for others approval of me, a past cycle that rears it’s head only to give me anxiety and depression..I

I...hmm...fuck it

[young-loud-and-snotty]

A message to someone I hope they dont recieve

I need to voice something.

I need to do something.

And what I do will cause pain.

 I know that much.

 Its pain to me or pain to another;

Indescribable and unwarranted.

 Do I tear my own soul or tear another’s?

 Consequences result from thoughtless

And heartless actions.

 To claim morality would be

Fraud of one’s heart,

Because being truthful is neither wrong nor right,

Just painful.

 Regardless of voicing this,

I am going to do something.

As what I’ve done Is causing pain.

- BC