My turn to make my very own thread.
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Thread Topic: My turn to make my very own thread.
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I really appreciate the way that you smile for me,
Like everythings alright even though I know you lie to me.
I can never understand how you reason out your sins,
how you feel okay when the bulls--- wears your tongue thin.
Like a moth to an open flame, I was drawn to you,
and though your fire singed my wings, leaving was hard to do.
You must have beckoned to me, maybe something in your smile.
Maybe the pretty words you sang were what made it all worthwhile.
The pretty words of a serpent, and my, they rolled off your tongue.
Lovely little lamb was I, and I refused to run.
And even after all your teeth sank in, ripped the flesh from off my bones,
even after everything, were you really still my home?
You've asked me to forgive your ways, look past your hunter's grin,
and I told you, I'm not leaving you, but I think you'd better think again,
because my love is f---ing toxic, riddled with blades and thorns,
and all your poison is smooth milk in comparison to this pretty, barren scorn.
All that time ago, maybe I should have run from you,
but now it's your turn to be scared when I'm just trying to tell the truth.
Such a sad little girl, was it easy to believe?
Now the dark puddles in my wrists and spills like blood or ink
and it writes out the words you wouldn't say,
all those lies I never forgave
and it sees the world through it's own eyes
and tells me we can't say goodbye.
Now you had the chance, you should have known!
I'm just a child, and I'm dying cold,
but I'm not gonna lose my mind
before I see you lose your life
and come to live in Hell with me
and we will be just so happy
and the monster, it curls around your leg.
I almost want to hear you beg
because although I appreciate the way you smile for me,
I will never forgive the way you used to lie to me.
It's not alright and now you can't move on.
You'll just have to listen to me once your tongue is gone. -
Please stay out. I just need to talk with myself for a while.
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This has actually been quite a while.
Everything is different now.
All the plans I made before
have long since toppled to the ground.
There isn't room for failure here;
now it isn't me my failure burns.
I have to live now, have to move.
I have to make this future work.
I'd never thought there'd be someone
to take me from that old mindset,
and while I'm still thinking toward the grave
I've got something between the birth and death. -
Smile
No one cares how you feel -
Everything you say furthers the pre-established idea that you are nothing but a dumbf---.
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This f---ing house is dangerous and I cannot believe she is stubbornly clinging to it. We need to leave before someone gets hurt.
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Why don't I think about that, too, while I'm doing this to myself. Imagine closing your eyes and falling apart. Everything around you is gone. Can you imagine never feeling anything again? Being unconscious of this numbness, too, but that's hard to grasp, because how can I just cease to exist? I'm sentient. How can eyes that once saw everything just see nothing for the rest of eternity? What does nothing look like? I'm tempted to say it's just blackness, but black is something. There is nothing. Just a lack of everything and if I overthibk
overthink it I'll break down but I am so curious -
overthibk
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all of the intelligence
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bleh
this is what happens when a fruit becomes self aware -
Yeah I study nothing and it is just black is the LACK of something.
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I said stay out.
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f---ing Hell. I can never finish a page by myself.
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Rainy days spent feeling empty and wondering how I could possibly keep living and maybe after all of this s--- I will finally have the medicine and I can't imagine actually being okay but I can't wait
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