thechaos217

[thechaos217]

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I handed him the green sweater i knit over the winter break.

At least the sweater wasn't an incomplete affair like us.

I force a bitter smile as he gets on the train to the opposite side of love

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I wonder who craves love more. A girl that was once loved so deeply that only a void just as deep remains inside her or a girl who's as untouched by love as a dessert by the rain

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They were perfectly wrong for each other.

He was too afraid to open up

She was too afraid to be clingy

"Maybe she just doesn't care"

"Maybe he thinks I'm too much"

And they suffocated together hand in hand

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Does it ever go away? The sensitivity.

After the world made you believe that your sensitivity is nothing but a burden, can you truly make it go away?

Or do you just fake being insensitive to all the stabs while it bleeds you empty?

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I love how emotions are not something that exists only in your head

The feeling of lump in the troat when you're about to cry is due to your amygdala(the part of brain that is responsible for emotions) activates your hypothalamus which in turn activates your sympathetic system which causes constriction on the muscles in your troat.

Emotions really do have real physical effects on your body, it's not just in your head. That's somehow a relief.

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Yes she started an argument again

But he didn't try to understand her yet again

Yes she stomped away again

But he didn't call her back yet again

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I once knew a man, so charming and so brilliant. Maybe he existed only in my mind... cause i don't see him anymore when i look at him

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It seems as if my soul wishes to escape my body through my throat. And it gags and chokes it's way out while the eye bleeds.

Then i lay there a little emptier, after a piece of me has escaped and all the desperate cries have turned into poetry

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It seems as if my soul wishes to escape my body through my throat. And it gags and chokes it's way out while the eye bleeds.

Then i lay there a little emptier, after a piece of me has escaped and all the desperate cries have turned into poetry

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I wish he would put band-aids over the bleeding pieces sometimes instead of blaming me for letting them bleed

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I have always been insecure about my nose and one day, my boyfriend who has no idea I'm so insecure about it, said he loves my nose. He said he found it cute 🥹.

I don't hate my nose anymore since he loves it.

Sometimes it takes someone else loving you first to be able to love yourself

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Growing up feeling unwanted, I'm scared.

Im scared not because my partner might leave me the same way someday but I'm scared because...

What if i woke up and realise one day that i don't actually love my partner and just wanted to prove to myself that i can be loved too, that im wanted too.

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Not loving yourself means being desperate for people and spend all your love on someone who might not deserve it

Once we start loving ourselves, people no longer seem good to us unless they are actually good for us.

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Do you sometimes sit and feel like your relationship will be a lot more peaceful if you just don't talk about your emotions