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Random thoughts to myself:
Am I smiling a normal amount in a day ?
They say that smiling, even when you鈥檙e not feeling happy, can improve your quality of life as it tricks your brain into thinking your feeling good.
But how much are we supposed to smile in a day to feel the effect of that trick? How do we know if we鈥檙e above or below the average?
I could use the serotonin, but sometimes smiling can be painful, like putting on a mask and playing a part. I do it at work, I do it in conversations, I do it with strangers to show them I鈥檓 polite and nice. And that鈥檚 a lot.
That doesn鈥檛 make me feel any better, on the contrary. Masking is hard especially when I鈥檓 aware of it. But I guess those kind of smiles don鈥檛 count.
Am I then only supposed to smile for myself, to feel better. Smiling without it being for someone else. To meet people鈥檚 expectations ? Smiling just because I chose it and because no one鈥檚 looking ? Smiling because of something I just read or saw and smiling way longer than would be socially acceptable. Smiling like a child looking at a puppy. Smiling because I can be myself and let my emotions and expressions speak for me.
So I guess the benefit of smiling really just depends on the context.
Maybe to feel better then, I should smile a little less to people when I don鈥檛 mean it and smile a lot more to myself when I feel like it.

Charli.e
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Why do people close their eyes when they kiss?
Is it because they鈥檙e at their most vulnerable? They have to close their eyes because being so fragile, letting go of oneself completely is scary?
When I feel vulnerable I don鈥檛 want to close my eyes, I want them wide open, facing the potential danger.
Is it out of lack of confidence ? They close their eyes as they are self conscious, afraid of not meeting one鈥檚 expectations ?
When I kiss, I wanna see a reaction, know what they鈥檙e thinking. Play with the looks and the hidden meanings.
Is it the fear of being that close to someone ? The fear of being too intimate ? Of having too much connection: the flesh, the soul?
When I kiss, I want to be close. Isn鈥檛 it the whole thing ? Blow away the barriers. What is the point of a distant kiss?
Is it because they鈥檙e afraid of what they could see in their partner鈥檚 eyes ? Afraid to see indifference or too much care ? Simply afraid of a truth?
I don鈥檛 wanna be fooled by two lips pressed against mine. I鈥檇 rather know the true intentions, the true self.
Or are they scared of what could be read in their very own eyes ? The eyes don鈥檛 lie. Not in a kiss.
Afraid that if open, the most hidden secret might unravel before their partner鈥檚 eyes ? Afraid that open eyes could speak the truth ?
I like truth. When I kiss, I want someone to see it. Look right into my eyes and see love and connection. Care and trust.
I want them to see the feelings I鈥檓 hiding. There is no need for speech when the eyes say it all.
I want them open.
Wide open.
But what do I know? They remain closed, time after time.

~ Charli.e
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It鈥檚 a new feeling
Not quite clear yet
But strangely familiar
Comfortable
Growing stronger with time
Blossoming at time
When I think about them
In the warmth of my bed
I feel a pinch
A hunger setting in
But honestly quite pleasing
Like a new touch of hope
Towards the new me
The real me
In those moments
Dreaming about girls
Not afraid anymore
I can finally say
I鈥檓 proud to be gay

Charli.e
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I knew it was more
When walking with you to the subway
Became the best part of my day
When I was excited to work
For I knew I鈥檇 see you
When after you told me I was cute
I felt my heart jumping around
When I found myself feeling like a child
As if I鈥檇 never been in love
When I started talking about you
To everyone who mattered
When I felt such disappointment
When you left early that day
When after hours spent with you
I felt all empty home alone
When I knew I wouldn鈥檛 see you
And then the long days felt bleak
When I would hope for you so stay
A little longer just that day
When I got stressed to ask for a hug
And my eyes couldn鈥檛 meet yours, intimidated
When you leaned in for a kiss
And when you said you鈥檇 missed me
I knew it was more than friends
It was us being gay

Charli.e
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Your curves like art to my eyes
Are calling me by your side
I breathe against your body
Still trying to resist, though I will not succeed
I know I will give up, and your wholeness I will have
Soon enough I yield to you
I touch you with my hungry hands
And slowly take you to my mouth
Your sweet taste holding me hostage
But soon enough there鈥檚 nothing left
You disappear inside of me
Now you live in my memory
Though I will have you again
But not exactly the same
(Or at least, a version anew)
I will live by you
I won鈥檛 have nothing else
But the sweet taste of you, my muffin

Love is a muffin
(I was hungry when I wrote that one)
Charli.e
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I dream about a girl
And she dreams of me
I see her cold brown eyes, when I鈥檓 fast asleep
Her cherry lips shyly smiling at me
The soft white skin of her doll like hands
As I imagine them comparing size with mine
Yet she鈥檚 got hair so dark I could get lost in them
But better yet than everything else
Her mastery in clownery

Happy pride month y鈥檃ll
Charli.e
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Photos are memories of the amnesic
Visual reminder on shining paper
Of a forgotten time they don鈥檛 remember
Old smiles and changed truths
Visibles shapes of a vanishing trace
Snowflakes melting in the passing time
A feather lost in flight
The true memories never leave
They hide in your brain
Haunt your sleep in a restless dance
A vivid past revival
True memories live on
They blind you
Distorted tastes and smells
Blurry vision of a past long gone
Transcripted in the present world
It keeps you from the hurt
It keeps you from life
Forever imprisoned in a cell they made up

Charli.e
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Cold mornings when I wake up everyday from another restless night. I try to get up ten times before I succeed.
Can you see it?
Whether it鈥檚 winter or summer, freezing cold or burning heat, I can鈥檛 seem to make a difference. Days add up to the calendar as are failed plans on the list of my shames.
Can you see it ?
People talk so I pretend I listen: a right shake of head, here and there. But inside I am far away. Caught up in their ego, they don鈥檛 see I鈥檓 not hearing. They are blinded, shining too hard, yet my eyes are dark and empty.
Can you see it ?
They could if they paid attention. A closer look. A little less pretention. When I get home I eat. Repeatedly I take the fork to my mouth. Feeding my body with tasteless meals. Wishing I could still find the flavours of the past but they grew tired with time.
Can you see it ?
Sometimes I laugh. Often actually. I laugh a lot. You have to make fun of life, show people that you鈥檙e alive.
But can you see it now?
Depression you鈥檙e killing me.
Charli.e
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Drifting away from her memories
Away from a past no longer shining
Her history trying to catch her
But away, away, she slips from its reach
Away, away, 鈥榯il the hurt starts to fade
Away, away, 鈥榗ause she鈥檚 suffered enough
Away, away, 鈥榯il she wakes up again

Charli.e
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Feelings too fast to last
A shivering touch of what could be love
Buried deeply in the touch of two skins
On the shadows of the bedsheets
Only by an absence does it meet the surface
Creeps out of a memory, tickling the spine
She touched in her rest
When gone in a fantasy, she lost herself to me

Charli.e
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Womanhood
Lips shivering
They鈥檒l burst open when it鈥檚 enough
With the dark rage coming out of my guts
full of the black worms of disgust
And the shame of being there
Their hungry eyes stealing from me
All the pride I had built
Upon my condition

Charli.e
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I know I don鈥檛 really have a following yet but I鈥檓 gonna start posting my poems here soon. They鈥檙e really personal and often comes from intense emotions that I felt the need to let out some way. Anyway. That鈥檚 gonna be depressing af but also funny at times. Bear with me 馃惛馃尰
In the meantime here鈥檚 a ridiculously cute frog. She doesn鈥檛 have any human problems. She鈥檚 just chilling on a leaf unaware of the pending threats of the world and of the ephemeral nature of life. I鈥檓 jealous of her and I鈥檓 gonna pretend I鈥檓 a frog too from now on.
That鈥檚 way less trouble

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polish government has opened a website for ukrainians seeking safety and trying to cross the ukrainian-polish border:
ua.gov.pl
as of 13:10 polish time, it has been said as many people as possible will be let through the borders. they are also supposed to let through children who do not have passports, as to not divide families.
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New forbidden snack unlocked
i can eat a little aloe vera gel .. as a treat
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Why am I not kissing anyone right now? It's a crime that I'm not straddling someone's lap rn and kissing them
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