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deadly-danaid · 25 days ago
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"The words you never speak become the whispers that pervade your mind."
Moka Lynn, Let it out
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originalferal · 10 months ago
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aroworlds · 1 year ago
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This is something of a sequel to my original essay on being loveless.
It's also a discussion of the ways love is wielded against allo-aros, the a-spec community's ongoing conflation of love and attraction, and the impact allosexual aromanticism has on my lovelessness.
Because too often, unfortunately, I see loveless aromantic identity communicated and celebrated so as to exclude me, and other allosexual aros, from it.
I hope that's something we can begin to change this Aro Week.
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love-ellisyuki · 3 months ago
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It's been a long time since I wrote to you
It feels like years have gone by
Maybe the time has flew past us
Away it went to never return
But, here I am thinking about you
Thinking about how your eyes were so happy
And your smile small but genuine
How you loved to hate on my jokes
When you clearly laughed at most of them
All of them
It seems that time had planned something for us
For you a new life
For me someone else to love
I wonder if you found a new muse
Someone or something to speak to
Think about
I hope they are beautiful
I hope they make you laugh
I hope you still have that small genuine smile.
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gargiyadav · 1 year ago
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What do I do with my grief?
I know not how to handle my grief.
Where to put it, how to tame its insurmountable spirit.
How to sing it lullabies for my voice always crackles up.
How to call out its name without fearing the worst.
What to say to it when it comes running to me like a child.
What to whisper in its ears so as to soothe its wild nerves.
I know I can very well discard it, get rid of it forever, but if that would have been possible, i would not be writing this poem today titled, "what do I do with my grief"
I know not how it's so capable of being so alive when I, the harbourer, has died so many times.
Isn't this grief that I carry in my belly, my child?
If that's the case, it should have died long time ago.
But here it is, chuckling and stretching its limbs, looking at me with its endearing eyes, waiting to be picked up with utmost affection.
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juhnkit · 26 days ago
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alectohowl · 4 months ago
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She smiled, and he ran around trying to keep every day of sunshine she shone.
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yun-yunera · 6 months ago
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"Why are you so fuelled by spite?"
Once, during an argument,
My mother looked in my eyes,
And told me, with sad, sad eyes,
"I can see it now, your eyes...
They're so filled with your hatred."
Bitterly, I laughed at her.
"Glad you can see it," I said.
Now, I would still do the same.
But, I have to ask, dearest:
Why are you so fuelled by spite?
Do you know why, o dearest?
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cupidsvx · 6 months ago
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stop - cease, halt, stay, pause, discontinue, conclude, end, finish, quit.
story - tale, myth, legend, fable, yarn, account, narrative, chronicle, epic, sage, anecdote, record, memoir.
strange - odd, peculiar, unusual, unfamiliar, uncommon, queer, weird, outlandish, curious, unique, exclusive, irregular.
take - hold, catch, seize, grasp, win, capture, acquire, pick, choose, select, remove, steal, lift, rob, engage, bewitch, purchase, buy, retract, recall, assume, occupy, consume.
tell - disclose, reveal, show, expose, uncover, relate, narrate, inform, advise, explain, divulge, declare, command, order, bid, recount, repeat.
think - judge, deem, assume, believe, consider, contemplate, reflect, meditate.
trouble - distress, anguish, anxiety, worry, wretchedness, pain, danger, peril, disaster, grief, misfortune, difficulty, concern, pains, inconvenience, exertion, effort.
true - accurate, right, proper, precise, exact, valid, genuine, real, actual, trusty, steady, loyal, dependable, sincere, staunch.
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oceanbloss · 5 days ago
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Genesis is hereditary
All beginnings have an ending;
all ends up in dust
and is created in a pool of light.
My creations are messy,
always end up crumbling.
My creators knew I'd never perfect the art of creation.
They made me out of and in spite of love.
They create flawlessly,
but my owns are made out of revenge
and a twinge of blue,
lumps and blobs of blood
I take out of my insides
in a grotesque way.
All I create disintegrates
with time and words.
Their worlds stop
just like mine did—
a fabric flaw.
I was assembled accordingly,
and still managed to crack a perfect thing.
-i.
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scorp-simran · 25 days ago
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deadly-danaid · 3 months ago
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"I feel like a taxi driver for the heart, delivering love to every destination but my own."
Moka Lynn, Romance road
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sudharsanuniverse · 8 months ago
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You don't have to prove everybody that you're enough, wise, respectable, reputable, worthy, and happy.
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greatheartsworld · 1 year ago
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🥀Spring cleaning 🥀
It’s that time of the year,
Time for washed out feelings to disappear.
Throwing away regrets,
I think they don’t really match with my new dress.
Windows has been covered in the tears of the choices I made.
Good thing spring came along, other ways they would have stayed.
Just as I’m whiping fingerprints of the past,
I keep wondering if in any other world we would’ve last.
Fresh sheets, new softener,
I still want you in my bed, not some foreigner.
Trying to clean darkness from my soul,
I’m not sure if any spring will bring back the light he stole.
Just as breeze enters my room,
My nose catch the glimpse of familiar perfume.
He showed up uninvited,
Just like spring, knocking on my door
I wonder what his thoughts would be,
When he realize
I’m not there,
Not anymore.
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love-ellisyuki · 4 months ago
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The most beautiful thing was when you lied to my face and said you love me, I almost believed you that night.
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gargiyadav · 8 months ago
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I wish my father knew this.
I wish he knew that you can't grow a plant in your house with just air, water and light. It needs love too. 
Just giving the plant a place in your home doesn’t mean the job’s done. 
Don’t expect it to thrive if your house is not conducive to growth.
Don’t expect the plant to grow uncontrollably in a house that doesn’t know how to tend.
Don’t even dare to dream of flowers and fruits, if all you are doing now is the bare minimum. 
The poor plant will barely survive in your dull, dreary house let alone thrive. 
Providing it with an unattended corner, watering it out of mere responsibility, and leaving it to fend for itself, is not the way to nurture. 
It needs your attention, your adulation, your best intentions.
When you water it lovingly, with an affectionate smile and a gentle presence, it will know. It doesn’t have eyes and yet it will know. 
If it can shrink to your cruel words, it will definitely flourish to your warming affirmations. 
If he knew this, he wouldn't treat me unlovingly. He wouldn't go around thinking that providing a child with clothes, food, shelter, and education is all that's needed. 
That it can live off of it and blossom into something wonderful.
I wish he knew that if a plant cannot survive without love, how will a human? 
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