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c’mon friends lets join hands, as we get shit tier part-time jobs and pursue our dreams! **heavy breathing**
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16/09/2019
c’mon friends lets join hands, as we get shit tier part-time jobs and pursue our dreams! **heavy breathing**
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My eyelids are high, high as they are stoned. There is growing chaos, fragments from fragments, Slowing succumbing to this white noise, My nomadic mind wanders, through yesterdays and tomorrows. Is this insomnia, or a travelogue?
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I don't understand love... How can I love you but put you down so much that you doubt your own worth...? How can it be love when every word out my mouth to you drips with disdain and contempt? How can it be that I love you when you cry out for understanding and I invalidate your feelings? But I provide for you everything you need and could want, and I look out for you in the little ways that make you know I'm a good person. Surely, I love you. But maybe I don't really know what that means...
How much of yourself are you willing to give up? So you can please everyone. So you can be that girl. Who stays friends with her ex lovers. Who helps them cope. Who listens to their problems. Who gives them advice about other lovers. Who says she’s fine. Who pretends she’s not drowning. Who convinces herself she’s okay. How much of your soul will you sacrifice? How many pieces of yourself will you give away? What happens when you run out?
I wish there was a way to change my synapses. Change the way I’m wired, change the way I think. Maybe then I would enjoy the life that I have. I’ve been successful in my career, loving friends and family, endless opportunities.
But you know what? None of that seems to matter. At the end of the day I’m still hollow.
A life without passion isn’t a life at all.