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[12-am-thoughts]

but in the end, we were simply naive kids, drunk on the idea that love, and only love, could heal our wounds.

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sometimes i wonder if i feel this way because i just don’t remember how to be happy.

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being an outsider, despite its name, feels like being trapped in a locker all alone while everyone else is standing on the other side, laughing, talking, enjoying each other’s company with no idea that you are stuck in the locker only three feet away. they have no idea.

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to her, he was the moon.

for he was a mystery in the darkness of night.

he was a series of questions trapped in the embodiment of something so truly beautiful.

she gazed upon his light in wonder, wanting to know his every secret.

but it was hard to find answers in the black of night.

and when light finally came, he was gone.

so for now, she would have to be content loving from afar.

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i am at the age where life is a twisted game of limbo. There are times where i feel like a stone cold adult, toughened out and heartless after years of experience, burned raw to nothing but an emotionless being who knows how to do taxes and other times i feel like a scared little kid with no idea how the world works, who can barely tie her shoe laces. i am at the age where life is a twisted game of limbo.

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to him, she was the sun.

he basked in the warmth of her beauty and used her light for his own personal gain, giving her nothing in return.

when she was gone, he complained.

when she was strong, he hid from her.

he rarely looked, for fear of being blinded, and when he did look, it was only ever in frustration.

it wasn’t until she was leaving that he finally looked at her. and in the beauty of the sunset, he realized what he had lost.

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i feel like a failure…I don’t say this so you can tell me I’m not, I say this because I need to say it aloud.

~i feel like a disappointment

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i guess some things are just not meant to be…

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on days when I felt too sad to get out of bed I would walk down to the neighborhood park and lay under the birch tree and would leave until I felt better but some days it felt as though I would never return home.

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whoever said you must love yourself first before being capable of loving another has clearly never been in love

for I have never loved my self

but you? oh I loved you more than I ever thought possible

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you were always my 11:11 wish.

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sometimes, i love myself to the point of narcissism and other times i wonder what it would be like to tear my skin apart and make anew.

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i feel like i am ripping at the seams and everytime i glue one back in place another one snaps.

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i like to write my thoughts down because maybe if i leave their stain on a sheet of paper, they’ll leave my head

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i wanted it to be you…

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the world around me is burning with life, so why do i feel like i am not.