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@thisisashittydream
and it breaks my heart
…feEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN NO ONE ELSE CAN FEEL FOR YOU ONLY YOU CAN LET IT IN
Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
Another day of being a sweetiepie. Just clocked in
Sick of this shit it’s time to be a rotted cunt
https://www.tumblr.com/deaddreamersdissonance?source=share
I wasn't prepared for a version of you that didn't want me. I don't need a best friend that I'm romantically infatuated with. Serving as a constant reminder that I'm unworthy of love. I can't deal with that right now. I'm going in one direction and that's up. With or without you.
What do you want? The truth? Truthfully. I don't think you do. The truth is I was afraid.
When I told you I was done running. I meant running away from you. And I stuck around until you didn't want me anymore. Even when you said you didnt think you could love me. I still stuck around. Here I am. I deleted my account as a way to delete my past. As a way to try to move on from who I was but you were part of that and I couldn't let you go. The past is important. It defines us. It made us who we are wether we like it or not. What keeps me getting up in the morning is that i dont want anyone else to be responsible for me. And maybe one day I'll be able to care for you properly and give you what you want. I can squeak by for myself. I can keep food on the table and my son sheltered. But I can't just give the minimum for you because if I do I think you woulda left me. But you've left anyway. What do I have to do. I've felt like I've never really been loved and even that you took from me. You asked me if we could try. you asked me. If we could try. Why didn't I say yes. 3 years after I proposed like a fool. I shoulda just said yes. It was never something to joke over because the idea of us was never a joke to me.
I often think about you. Chest tightens neck strains. As if the demon who hurt you is excorsiging themselves out of me or simply reminding me of the monster inside.
You said you were a trophy but if youre to be objectified you're a real nice watch. One where I can feel the weight on my wrist. I'll use it for time. Mostly reference with you in reverence. Remember the moments in time even if it's as simply as dining together.
What's it like to be loved? Does it thaw you from the inside. is it just a ride. I still feel numb you're looking plum. Sometimes babe, I guess, you just need to cum. What about our climax? Has the time lapsed. Is it when I show up on your doorstep bundle of lilacs?
Nothing feels real today. As if even my next breath is unexpected. Goals clearly out of reach. But, it's just a day.
I love you because you felt... you feel like home. You believed in me i thought. I never had that. I always thought you would be there as well.
Two roses trying to hold one another. Is it any surprise that our thorns cut like lies when we try to rush. Always on the cusp. Love. Delicateness demands deliberate decision. Over-watered might as well be underwaterd. Drowning
-Dead Dreamers Dissonance
I miss you truly.
Blame the moon for this haiku.
I'll Always love you.
Asking for directions
Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.