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February 4th

It's her birthday today, or at least I think so... I never got to celebrate it with her before she disappeared. I made this for her in 2010...

I hope she would have liked it.

Happy birthday, Mia! I hope it's good for you, wherever you are out there.

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Title: Faded

Every longing poem is for you,

Every blues is about you.

But our strings aren't attached,

Neither our galaxies are intact.

You faded gently,

Like the sun slowly setting.

I wonder if you remember,

The words in my confession letter.

The way i said i like you,

The way my smile was only meant for you.

But now that changed,

I'll let you go.

You were never mine,

I never even held you close.

Our worlds collided,

Only a second.

It wasn't compatible,

So it seperated.

I cried your name,

Buried you in me.

Steal glances,

when i thought you weren't looking.

But now i know,

I should let you go.

This feeling has been here way too long,

I don't want myself to be stuck in a hole.

Knowing you were never mine,

Body and soul.

My heart is still yours,

But soon it will fade.

I'm not sure when,

But it's guaranteed.

I'm letting you go,

I will no longer sorrow.

I'll let you fade,

Like a memory burned in flames.

But i'll keep our picture safe,

Cause it will symbolize the day i decided to let you fade.

I knew i was inlove,

When you occupied my thoughts.

When i couldn't sleep,

When reality finally felt like a dream.

But that's all in the past,

You brought more tears than joy.

The desperate longing i had,

I'm letting it go at last.

Your face will blur,

Like an image censored.

Your name will be unrecognizable,

Cause i'll forget the letters.

You'll fade like time,

Soon you'll just be picture.

You'll no longer be my muse,

This is the last poem of you.

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Lowkey completely lost interest in source 💔💔 Maybe I’ll feel connected to it when the fourth movie is out… (three year wait btw)

Also have been feeling very… not nonhuman AT ALL… Not necessarily human, just not anything at all, including gender (im genderfluid and humanflux so this is strange…) probably a sign of my declining mental health but we don’t talk about that

I think I ran out of genderfluid

#𝐓he wrathful eye.#“𝐌y people cried for help… but 𝐄ywa did not come.”#also why posts have slowed here…#kinda considering just retiring this blog for a bit and just posting on my sideblog #vent #lost connection #personal vent #vent post

-the margins-

friend

to [me]

are

you

didn’t

ha t e

forgive

…

[lost]

-lovely,

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Getting the tattoo from this video (2008)

If someone has a picture of him shirtless/sleeveless that you think might feature this tattoo please share!

#Frank Iero #my chemical romance #mcr #my chem #tattoo #Ls dunes #lost connection

(Posting this in case someone recognizes him. His face is covered for privacy. I’ll remove it if asked)

We met on Omegle when we were teenagers.

You were in England, maybe London. I was across the ocean.

Your name was Max. On Kik, your display name included Snowleo, maybe short for snow leopard. I think you were a furry.

We talked a lot that year. Kik, Steam, one time I think even a video call. You played bass or guitar, listened to metal and rap, and had a younger sister. You told me you once visited a friend in Australia while figuring yourself out.

You told me you had family in Boston. You struggled with depression, and self-harm. I didn’t know what to say back then, but I understood more than I let on.

I think we said we liked each other. Maybe even loved each other. I remember wanting to meet you, but we were just teenagers with no money and no idea how.

I sent you a letter once, with drawings. I remember how nervous I was, waiting for you to get it.

One of your last messages to me said:

“I know this is a bad idea, but I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I feel like I never gave you the attention you deserved. I still think of you all the time.”

I never forgot that because I still have it saved.

I don’t know where you are now. Maybe you’ve forgotten me completely. Maybe you’re married. Maybe you’re not here anymore.

But just so you know, I still remember you.

I’m not sure why I'm sharing this now. Maybe because I'm 29. Maybe because I'm going through a breakup and reminiscing about everyone I've loved.

But you were special. I just hope you're okay and happy.