I want to write
And pour out everything
I am
But I am scared of my own soul

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@thedivideremains
I want to write
And pour out everything
I am
But I am scared of my own soul
9/13/2017 9.33pm
you may not walk away
but you make me feel like i should, and that is the problem
and i do not know what to do to fix everything wrong in this world
i feel worthless, even when i am told i am priceless
how can i help others when I don’t even have the time to help myself?
June 6th, 2017 is the next #Blackout.
Reblog and spread the word.
I used to write all the time It saddens me that I have nothing But blank journals. Lines and spaces that will Never be filled or crossed. Every tear I once shed was Translated into words scribbled sloppily. Swirls that made teachers cry And friends worry Once made me so proud because I could affect so many at once. But now I sit and stare and can't create Even in this moment I can't think Of what to say to tell the world. I can no longer create what I wish I'm not as depressed as often as I was I don't see the world as dim as before. And I should be proud But I have lost so much of myself And I wonder.... Will I ever truly write again?
Still (9-22-2014)
2am and I still Can't get over the past I am trying to be Better than ever before Better than what you've had I don't want you to leave I don't want you to go back I don't want history To repeat itself But I am scared that I will become the catalyst That will send you on That road back to hell 2am and I still feel Compared to the others Inferior and as if I will Never know what it's like to Give my life to someone else But I have given you my all I hope you can see Just how much I care and Want to change to be Better than ever before Better than what you've had I don't want you to leave I don't want you to go back
Life. (8-14-2014)
I'm here, Trying to get an education, Trying to learn. All I see around me Are messages of hate "You wont make it" "Art is a dream" "Get better grades" "Theres a new riot" "Theres a new war" But theres always a riot Always a war Inside my head No one can see it I want to reach out and help All those who cant Children of parents who couldnt make it Children with swollen bellies And scarred arms People All equal All the same All unique All belonging on this earth I cant live my life knowing Just knowing That so many out there suffer And I cant do anything Because im not good with numbers I dont spell everything right I use words so minuscule They might as well not exsist On paper, im useless But give me a chance Give me support And I can change the world I have struggled And watched those around me struggle too Through mud and floods Through bullets and tears Through foodless nights And violent days Not having the energy to try And fight the forces That have told them "You cant make it out" Since they took in their first breath And they wonder why we cry And why we cut And why we scream And march And read And run And paint And why we fight Against those around us Against the forces Against the machines And the walls They wonder why every day we struggle to be heard But dont listen to our silent pleas I struggle Im here Trying to get an education When everyone is trying To survive
The Play (8-6-2014)
The air stills for a moment, Only a moment, Then suddenly-a burst of energy... Atoms bounce off each other The cool dark room gets warmer, lighter, Louder. Eyes dart back and forth Deep breaths, in, out, in... Out. Relax. Nerves calm--success was met Tension is released as bodies rise again Cheers and applause fill the air that once held famous words Uttered so strongly that no one would know... The fear Everyone held deep inside. The worry The warm ups set aside. Hustle and bustle, Hugs, kisses, praises, Shared By worker and performer alike. Solemn goodbyes-this can't be the end So many friends made, Lifetime bonds Passion, sweat, and tears All mixed The air stills for a moment, Only a moment, Then suddenly it's Over.
i forgive you for the past but my mind wont let me let it go tell me everything and ill trust again and truely love once more
What's it called?
A tumblr blog.
What's your other tumblr?
My personal one. Which isn't that personal except for the instagram pics that get posted from time to time. It's mainly just whatever goes around on tumblr. Bloop.
what do you know about the mayor of la?
A bit. I worked for his campaign and met him a few times so I got an in-person reading of him and his vibe. Hes good people.
I wanna write but idk what to write about. Inbox me 2-5 words. 7 if you're feeling generous or extra tricky. I'll try and put em into a poem or whatever. All of em. Also specify if I can change the tense and/or whether or not the word can be changed from singular to plural (and vice-versa) Please and thank youuu <3 (:
You truly believe you have been selfless? Wow, that's a crock of sh*t! Anyone I know who knows you, (maybe 2 not included) have been hurt by you. I have not but I just this you are a bitch and a bad person. Why 'bad', also in regards to your boyfriend comments, your new one seems on the controling and degrading side.
Well, 'bad' like whoever I was with said they were bad and not to hang out with them. If they did drugs..nope! Bad. If they were male. Nope!!! Bad!!! Stuff like that. And my boyfriend now, hes not in anyway degrading. Shit. Hes one of the few people in my life that does what they can to bring me up. He doesn't tell me I cant see certain friends. He doesnt tell me I HAVE to move out of my dads house by X date. He doesnt tell me I HAVE to go anywhere or do anything if I dont want to. He never forces me to do anything. He never yells at me for not being 'girly' enough. He never makes me late to school ot anywhere else (like some have in the past. Stating that they dont care what rules I have to follow, itll be om, I wont get in trouble, ill get to class on time, etc) [in the past Id get home so late id get in trouble, or get to school so late that I wouldnt see my friends before school started... causing me to drift apart from some]. He never gets mad if I dont text him 24/7, or dont reply right away. He understands that I have a life. I have friends-male and female. I dont do girly things all the time. I open my own damn doors (bit he still tries to do it sometimes). He understands that I am human. Ive never had that before. Not like this. People ive been with in the past, they have had their moments of being really awesome. They have helped me out a lot. They have lsitened to me. Past secrets. Past home problems. They have helped me. I dont deny that. I never have. If I ever hurt anyone, I am sorry. It wasnt intentional. But I am human. I do make mistakes. Everyone does. I do what I can to fix issues. I do what I can to step back, and assess situations. I dont know who youre talking about to say my side of what happened. And even then, there will be/are three sides to every story, as my dad said....and basically its 'his side, her side, and the truth.' (Although the genders on that can be different..idk...its just a general saying).Either way. The point is, ive been hurt and had shit relationships-no matter who is at fault (sometimes it was both sides, mine and theirs, just not working out with each other). And ive hurt people, and had people hurt me. Im trying to move on-I mean, its the past, and who wants to live there? It obviously wasnt perfect. Its clear that you're someone who knows me, or we have a lot of mutual friends. And with this town, both are possible. Im pretty open and honest about things, just not so much publicly...I wont give out every detail.... Y'all ask a lot of questions about relationships specifically, and maybe its because youre nosy, maybe you want my side, maybe you want to know what I tell people that werent directly involved, or maybe its some other reason... But whatever the reason, just know I have my limit of what I say. Anyways. Its late. Or early. Idk. Almost 3am. So im guna sleep. Night y'all.
Also your poems are okay it's you that people have a problem with, try being a better person.
Thank you for the poem thing. I think most of them are crap. How, exactly, can I be a better person?Ive done every selfless thing I could think of. Ive changed everything I am to make everyone around me happy. Ive suffered through relationships (not just like boyfriend/girlfriend relationships). Ive avoided certain 'bad' people to make others happy. Ive done what I can to help those that need help. Ive put aside MY LIFE for others. Put aside my happiness.What else can I possibly do? Im tired of suffering for others. Im taking time to be me...
Are you still a vegan?
I was never a vegan. I was vegetarian. For 5 years. And no, im not anymore. I wat meat now. But might reduce the amount due to taste preferences, health, and yeh.
Funny how you always talk Crap about everyone in your life at one point pretty much. You only have a boyfriend for about a year then it's on to your next one. Grow up oh and all your anons aren't the say person...
Actually it took me a long time to get over anyone. And the relationship I think youre talking about... he ended it. Not me. The final thing that made him mad? I didnt text him during 4th period. We had a weird schedule and I wasnt able to tell him I was in a class that I wasnt allowed to text in... Anyways. Anytime ive 'moved on' from a relationship, it was because I realized how petty certain fights were, how I hated to be controlled, and told everything to do... I grew from those relationships. Didnt let them hold me back. And learned to do things that make me happy.
I replied to the anon about a few of my friends but ny phones only showing that I put info about one.. ehh idk.