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WOW. I can’t even express how angry I am right now over something I can’t control.
I am just so unbelievably angry at the fact that I have a fantastic guy in my life that adores me, thinks I hung the moon, and treats me like a princess and I have no physical attraction to him whatsoever.
Like what kind of cruel joke is that, universe? You bring this fantastic guy into my life that literally biked to my house at ten o’clock at night in the rain just to drop a beautiful flower off at my door to make me smile??? And then you decide I’m not going to be attracted to him physically instead of to his soul? WHY. I pride myself on being anything but shallow, and I can’t get past him looks?
What aggravates me the most, though, is that he knows exactly how I feel, and still tries. He knows that if we got together it would be catastrophic, and I’d fuck him over emotionally just like I did to J. (Granted, J and I ended for totally different reasons but I wish more than anything I’d never have dated him.)
I can’t fall in love with someone who I’m not attracted to, it’s just not doable. I just wish it was. I’d be treated the best I’ve ever been treated, and the boy would literally walk on water for me. I guess I just wish I could return the energy he puts into our friendship (hoping it will turn into more).
Anyways I have stuff to do later today, so I’m gonna go ahead and go to bed.
Closing thoughts: I’m an actual toddler and life is totally unfair.
-Gemini 🦋
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To begin with, this next month is going to be ABSOLUTE hell for me, but I’m gonna try to push through it all. Not only are shitty memories going to pop up randomly in my brain hole, but I’m also going to feel a crushing guilt, and a powerful and crippling sense of self loathing. YAY!
Bring on the vodka
and pour it in
like a potion and
let it fester in my veins!!
Mamrie knows what’s up. 👆🏻👏🏻
Anywhore, I hope the person somewhat responsible for my inner turmoil is being fucked over like he oh-so-deserves. 😘 karma is a bitch, sweet thang.
I’m already drowning and it’s not even September, yet. How is this possible? Why do I already feel like the world’s shittiest person, and it isn’t even my month of depression yet ?
HAHAHAHA fuck.
Pardon my French...
Wait... I don’t give a fuck.
I love cursing, it’s so freeing and real, and raw. There are so many good things about it, like making people shocked to hear such words come out of your mouth, like holy shit, she said the f-word! Like no, bitch, I. SAID. FUCK. And watch the absolute shock radiate off of them. It’s quite entertaining.
I feel so reckless and dangerous, like I’m gonna go do something super fucking stupid soon that’s gonna make everyone around me hate me, eternally. There’s something about the cold months that have turned me into a raging psycho bitch.
Oh well! Guess I’ll just embrace my bitch side.
I bid thee all farewell, and in closing statement, I wish I were a hoe.
Fuckity, fuck, fuck!!! 💕💋
-Gemini 🦋
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WOW
I haven’t been on here in a HOT minute, so I’m gonna start shit posting my shitty poetry on here for the entire world to see! Yay! 🙃
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I’m always a slut for libraries with beautiful architecture
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Sometimes getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.
Sarah Kay (via germmagazine)
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stop telling boys they have to be a certain height to be attractive.
stop saying it’s funny when guys are short.
stop calling men ugly if they aren’t 5’9 and taller.
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physically i’m here but mentally i’m living in a small apartment in new york filled with books and i am able to watch a musical whenever i want to but it’s whatever
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I adore this man
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I am all for bookstore dates take me there and let’s wander hand in hand
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writing as therapy. writing as healing. writing as discovery. writing as self-love. writing as making sense of the dark. writing as rebirth.
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To you...
Today I almost
Texted you.
Today I wanted
To wish
You a happy
Birthday but
I realized that
It would
Only make the
Distance that
Much wider between
Us.
-Gemini🦋
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Go out and paint the stars.
Vincent van Gogh
(via germmagazine)
Because lately I’m obsessed with Van Gogh
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Listen man I’m just trying to wear soft sweaters and read my books and love myself .
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Burnt
If I were to
Burn away everything
You touched,
I’d have to
Burn away my
Heart, too.
-Gemini🦋
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Burdened
And I absolutely
hate
That I can’t go
a
Second of the
day
Without thinking about
You.
-Gemini🦋
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My absolute everything, my furbaby Daisy. 💕
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