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[theharshrealityis]

What cards life has dealt has been shit. Death deals a greater punch. Which of the two are better? Liberty has the scales of both on lock. How they could be leveled and even is beyond me.

Tonight I wish there was something I could do to make the ache in my heart go away but I cannot be soothed and I cannot be consoled. The world in in unrest and my soul feels sickened. Physical touch is feeling like a past memory dying to resurface.

My thoughts feel like they are way too toxic to utter. Here is my place to regurgitate and leave it aside. My words are like weeks old trash stuck in the ground along a highway flower bed and unseen by the naked eye from the road. I wish to scream. I wish to be held. The things I want to do and the feelings I have are colliding with one another.

I need arms around me badly. I need my tears to stop. I wish I had him here to hold me while I could cry and scream. Would it help? Fuck yes it would. He isn’t here. Will he ever be? I’m losing hope and faith in small increments. When with they be back?

[theharshrealityis]

[theadventurouslife4us]

[leahberman]

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[angelwithoutacause]

[andymoss]

[amerikanoyunlari-bunlar-deactiv]

[theharshrealityis]

Love ❤️ Fight Club

[thedankmemes]

[angelwithoutacause]

Once.

We used to think the same things without having to say them. We used to complete each other’s sentences.

The thoughts we held on to one of us would verbalize. We left so much incomplete. Once things changed, the circle was broken.

We were perfect.

Once.

Then you made up your mind.

Once the decision you reached was the end.

Once.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

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[thedankmemes]

[nelaime-deactivated20210509]

HEYYY, so I have decided to make a ‘favourite blogs list’ ! I love discovering new blogs, reblogging other stuff and also queueing from other people, so I decided to make a list from which i’ll be doing all of those things for the whole month ! i’ll be picking 10-15 blogs ! What u have to do to join: - make sure u follow my blog ‘nelaime’ - ur blog has to be active - ur blog has to be similar to mine ( personal / light / mixed indie ) - reblogs will only be counted ( likes will be for bookmarks ) - reblogging multiple times is optional, because i’ll be looking at every single blog, but it can increase ur chance ! Benefits: - new friend ( i’m actually friendly ) - new followers ( i’ll be queueing from all those blogs all the time, which means, they are gonna be the only blogs i queue from FOR A MONTH ) - ur blog will be more active I’ll be picking winners on June 9th, can’t tell exact time yet, but i’ll be giving updates ! Good luck to everyone and have fun ! I’ll see u around soon !

[angelwithoutacause]

Sky writing I’m diving trying to get to you. No idea where how or why yet what was it that made you cry. Who was she & who was I. So now without apology, the art spins and the vomit of the world throws us aside in order to see. This is where we 🩸 bleed.

You are a part of my heart and soul. You as much my twin as your older brother. The three of us could conquer this world. Why then. Did I choose to sign my name to a paper for a snake oil salesman’s pleasure and his wife’s selfishness? Was it that or the scared child hiding behind her fathers absent mind and loose demise? His displaced education on what it would mean for me.

Did it matter that you needed to be heard? What did I do to you to make you hate me so much? A mother should never abandon and should always release the empathic burdens of others. How dare a step mother control to a point where everyone has to question her misbehavior. Her tone of voice. Was it their dad that lied or her? Tell me which one gets the sandwich as I crawl out of my skin to fly on back, riding my broom in the dark of night to save you from the dreams that cause you to sleep walk and get sick with worry.

I want to be there when you can’t sleep. What happens if the dog gets hurt or your women gets over loaded on drugs? Where’s the gun to protect? Where are the weapons? What happens if you’re alone and cold with no one to shoulder your burdens with you? Mothers should hold up their sons backs supporting their missions. Not listening to the dark betraying voices of the world who choose to place bets, dancing with the devil while a monkey rides their backs.

My witches bike turned to a broom. I died at how wicked I could become. How I burn. How I ache. Now my heart has severe rips and the patches are no where to be found. The needle lost in the ever towering haystack. Cloth is scarce. Time to score another human. Such as men...

[ultrafemme]

[imagination]

[theharshrealityis]