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you make her feel weak. she doesnt like it. you make her feel vunerable. she doesnt like it. you make her feel faint. she doesnt like it. but she does want it.

-sprinkledwithregret

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your words fall off your tounge like a personal vendetta against me, clamping to kill, licking to destroy. Salt burns, it burns under your shower

--sprinkledwithregret

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do you really think that you could fix me

do you really think, that some little words will help me

--sprinkledwithregret

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i miss what we used to have

but the funny thing is

we didnt really have

anything

sure today i can sit back and say

i miss our texts,

i still remember that you sent me the first one on halloween, begging to help you with the science homework that you didnt understand. and i told you that i would help after i finished handing out candy to the funny 10 year old bastards.

i know it didnt really mean anything to you

but i remember.

and i remember that time that i indirectly unintentionally called you beautiful, and you told me that you were kinda with this girl, from where you used to live. and i told you that i would start calling you "ugly" as a joke. but that didnt last very long because lies sting.

i remember.

remember when you used to snapchat me, really stupid things about eggs, and how your mom was a bitch.

i know it didnt really mean anything to you

but i remember.

and i remember telling myself that i wasnt going to let myself feel anything for you. because i knew what it would do to me. youre moving on into the person that i knew you would become, more talkative to others, more distant to me.

and i know our little conversations really didnt mean anything to you

but i remember.

so now,

i wish i could tell you what i thought of you. because everyday, youre turning more and more into a stranger. i didnt want anything to happen, i keep telling myself as i choke back more and more lies.

i dont know what happened to what we had.

we didnt really have anything

the funny thing is

but

i miss what we used to have

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i finally got to 19 followers on my writing blog. i’m trying really hard to not let the fame get to my head but it’s difficult. today some lady at the supermarket asked me if i wanted paper or plastic bags and i just f*****cking lost it i am too famous for her questions. i can’t believe i haven’t been asked to do a magazine cover yet. i feel like it is coming soon.

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You are not your SAT score. If you jump on a ship bound for Spain with nothing but a pen and paper or if you fall in love with a different subject or idea than you originally wanted in those stale white classrooms and if you fall into something you never imagined because you moved to that city just to work you can write the definition of yourself better than any three or four numbers ever could.

Those numbers will not decide if you will become an engineer or a writer or painter or innovator or thinker or husband or wife you never thought you’d become or mother or father your never thought you could become. Or maybe you could be a traveller working on a ship with nothing but a pen and paper and a destination unplanned.