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hi i'm either really sad and sappy, or i'm suddenly a 25 y/o adult with a mission to get her life together. i'm still 20 though, and sad and sappy but mildy responsible.

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Polite Fiction - perspective
6.28.2014 @ 09:24

(press play)
when will i ever tire of having you here?

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clear as you
09:22
Smile like you do,
Come around again.
This presence of mine,
Perspective can lend.
Take, take, take,
You give and take.
How’s it gonna’ feel
When you break, break, break,
This thin veneer?
The air of indifference you make.

Tell me how tell me when I’ll ever tire of you here?

And I could comb this town for years and years and I’ll never find a gaze that’s quite as clear.

Clear as you.







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acid and other burning sensations
6.27.2014 @ 09:33
[12:15am]
they said:
love makes you pretty
but i'm pretty sure
you are so much so
in the dark

[1:07am]
i wish you’d notice
the hollows beneath my cheek
like the way i notice
your ever-present crease
between your eyebrows

[1:30am]
i am sorry
i am sorry
i am sorry
i am sorry

[2:17am]
i dont think you heard me
but
we dont have time for that
i seem to be breathing in
something other than air

[2:30am]
I AM SORRY
I AM SORRY
I AM SORRY 
I AM SORRY

please hear me
do you? 

[2:35am]
i thought i saw
your fingers twitch
but it's too dark
to know for sure

[2:58am]
i wish you'd hear me

[3:07am]
there is something here
in my lungs
i think

get it out
get it out
get it out
please

[3:15am]
I AM SORRY
PLEASE
HEAR
ME

[3:23am]
wake up
wake
up
i am scared
is this how
home feels?

[3:45am]
your eyelids twitched
my sadness is beginning
to feel like home
i dont feel comfortable
here

(sorry)

(i am)

(really tired)

[3:55am]
i want to scratch my soul out
rip myself out of my skin
and claw
shatter
break
my way out of this catastrophe
and i want to bleed

and feel something other than your
fingertips on the curve
on my back

[4:05am]
remember when i asked you

"do you ever just want to. like. die"
and you said "you're just crazy" 

am i?

am i really?

[4:06am] 
I AM SORRY

PLEASE

I AM
SORRY

[4:10am]
i don't need you
to hear me 
anymore

[4:15am]
(i am so god damn sorry)

[4:23am]
(you
deserve
so. much.
more)

[4:33am]
love makes you so pretty
and you said his name
with a smile -
like you knew him for years

and i guess what scares
me the most
is you being the better-me

and me being me


[rr]

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go away
09:17
I wish the weather stayed like this forever. Because what is the use of a sun if I can’t see a god damn thing.

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why didnt you burn me when you had the chance
09:05
I am afraid of looking at you in the eye, but not if a volcano erupts and burns me alive. I hope that you realise how god damn stupid it was of me (I know I fucked up) and I hope the hate doesn’t blind you too much. 

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ought
09:04
It is said that people can be captured with words

By that conjecture, you are smart. Incredibly so. And funny without even trying. You’re an undisclosed avid listener of alternative music and you scream when you see birds flying. Not because you like them – but because you know I hate them and I’ll scream just as much as you. By that conjecture, you’re beautiful without even bolting out the bad. Admirably insufferable, you are entranced by motion;

and I am entranced by you.

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obligation
09:03
It is said that people can be captured with words

But why is it that my tongue gets tangled up with my thoughts whenever I’m cornered and asked to describe you now?

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i hope you don't
00:20
I've been listening to the mixes I made for you the other day and ironically I hope you don't miss me as much as I do for you because happiness can only be given and not shared and I did not give mine up for you to be just as pathetic.

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00:13
I've been missing you too much lately and I don't know if it's doing me any good. I'd bite my lip until it bleeds - if only it would taste like you. I want to throw myself off a cliff and fall screaming your name until my lungs bleed and implode. I want to watch your face fall, your chest fall, your breaths fall out of rhythm - I want you to watch me fall. Because after all, 

you said you lost feelings but I'm losing my fucking mind.

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an abrupt ending to something good
6.24.2014 @ 05:10
I don’t think we’ve ever been in love. I guess I feel in some way that I do love you – I know I do – but I don’t know if I was ever in love with you. I did patronise the idea of us being happy together but it felt strange (that we could have been the best god damned shit that’s ever happened to me but I don’t think I’m ready to have things start going my way).


We were never in love, but boy we could have been. 

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maybe more
6.23.2014 @ 06:55
My wrists hurt. And I think they do because I spend too many nights trying my best to write about you in the best ink and parchment I have. I don’t think I’ve ever written anything that could even equate to a portion of you. And I think if we were to ever part and I see you again, I’ll do nothing but walk past because I know nothing I have in my pockets are worth even the smallest bit of good in you and I keep blaming myself for writing these god damned words about someone who seems so blind.

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