I don't write about you anymore. I don't know how to.
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I don't write about you anymore. I don't know how to.
16, 17, 18 xx
16: your favorite childhood song
idk if i have a FAVORITE favorite but i used to bop really hard to crazy in llove by beyonce when i was a kid!!
17: a song that reminds you of a good time
it’s real - real estate
18: a song that reminds you of a bad time
i tried - folded like fabric :^(
i have the tendency
to take things too personal
and to ruin myself carelessly
because it's not art if it's not a tragedy
right?
but it's not poetic to destroy yourself
for nothing but some sad poems
and bloodshot eyes
i'll have to work on that
i want to love you
but i guess nobody ever thaught me
how to love
without destruction
i want to love you
but i don't know how
the only love i know
makes you want to die
today a friend asked for a cigarette but the smoke made her cought up so hard that i felt bad for giving her one in the first place
she reassured me that it was fine although she had to sit down for a while and i kind of understood
sometimes we do things even though we know they're bad for us
when i was thirteen i passed out on the bathroom floor because i only ate half an apple in two days
my father begged me to eat and my mother started crying but i just got angry at them for yelling
so i don't know maybe it's written in our genes
in the beginning you felt something too it would be fine if you just didn’t fell for me but knowing that there was something feels very lonely
was it something i did? something i said? where did i go wrong? when did you fell out of love with me?
i can’t fall out of love with you and i wish i could go back it’s so unfair that one day you just decided to let go of me
i'm in love with you
but i won't tell
there's just that thing
when someone calls your name
or asks me about you
that my face gets red
and my voice sounds kinda funny
it's because i'm in love with you
but i swear i won't tell
tbh it’s about you
my parents used to reward me with little sun stickers for every night i slept through without waking them
when i had enough, i could wish for anything i wanted like a trip to an amusment park or a new game
it might seem silly to reward such an easy task with so much but even if i didn't wake them, i wasn't able to sleep
i cried hidden under my blankets and stared into the darkness for hours because even if i fell asleep, i always ended up getting horrible nightmares
years later, i still can't sleep but my parents won't give stickers to me anymore