manichsey
manichsey
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manichsey · 7 days ago
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"para ser mais do que eu, pois tão pouco sou."
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manichsey · 1 month ago
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"Gabriela não sabe, contudo, esse beijo para Sheilla é a melhor citação que sua boca nunca poderia balbuciar, o poema best-seller no seu peito, a poesia que ninguém nunca escreveu. Gabriela, no entanto, será apenas a Ghost-Writer de um fenômeno no coração da mulher, sem nunca receber os seus créditos." — Coffee Break (Wattpad)
Gente são oito da manhã e eu tô surtadinha lendo isso puta que pariu
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manichsey · 2 months ago
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I hate social interaction, I hate when I tell someone something and they spill it out. I hate when someone argues with me, I hate when they talk to me in a passive-agressive way, I absolutely hate all of that shit. I just want peace and I can not even have that, my life at home is falling apart and I just need my friend but apparently I can't be in peace with them either.
I'm just so tired of this
I wish I could just be like The Bolter - Taylor Swift, unfortunately I can't run away from my life
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manichsey · 3 months ago
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I am so jealous of past me and at the same time I'm so mad at her, there is a specific photo I'm talking about. The last time my family were fine. I hate that picture, I hate it. I'm just so mad at that me, she will forever have a happy night, but me? I'm miserable! Almost a week after that photo my life just turned into hell and now, when I thought things were going back to normal after a year, everything is getting down AGAIN.
I'm so jealous of her, she will forever have that beautiful happy family, but I'll never have a normal family again
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manichsey · 3 months ago
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Uou, it's been a long time since I updated here last year... A lot has happened, I'll tell you later
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manichsey · 5 months ago
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Guys, I want to text her calling her "love" AND WE ARE NOTHING, LITERALLY, NOTHING
We are just friends
But I kind of freaked out today listening to Troye Sivan with her
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manichsey · 6 months ago
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Only deep down
I fear and feel everything
As if I was afraid
That you could see inside of me
Or listen to what I think
What if you could perceive what I see when I close my eyes?
Not a single soul would be able to defend me
Not even Jesus could save my soul
Not when every single thought leads me back to you
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manichsey · 7 months ago
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I am a failure
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manichsey · 7 months ago
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I hate the feeling of hating who I am and where I'm at, but at the same time I can't do anything to change it
I think of things that I could do to change, but I never really do these things, yk?
I've been feeling so low these days, my room is a mess, my life is a mess, my study routine just doesn't exist...
I'm just starting giving up, again
But the last time I gave up on everything, it was so hard to comeback, it took me years to be fine again, I don't want to be like that one more time
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manichsey · 7 months ago
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I'll update you guys asap, promise
Been busy these days
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manichsey · 7 months ago
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Shit, I'm in love
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manichsey · 7 months ago
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Sylvia Plath said "I talk to God, but the sky is empty" and I couldn't agree more. I pray, I pray, I pray. I go to my spiritualist fraternity weekly, I pray the rosarium, I pray before going to bed. Yesterday I BEGGED to God for peace and for me to get accepted at uni. Today I received a message from my dad saying that I wouldn't be able to bring my friends to my home bc my grandma decided to freak out.
I went to my school bathroom and I cried. No matter how much I pray, nothing changes. I know God exists, I know he is there, I believe in him, I believe in Jesus, I believe in Saint Mary and I believe my spiritual guide is here with me, all day everyday. But still, nothing changes. And it gets me so mad, I just want my life to be normal again but it seems to be impossible. as a spiritualist I know this is happening for a bigger purpose, I know that I have to get through this and I know I'm able to do it. But oh my god this is just so hard, I just can't handle it anymore.
I cried alone at school and I just could think three things:
- I want my grandma to die, I want her dead as soon as possible and I'll be happy when this shit dies
- Why do I talk to God but he doesn't answer me? It seems that the more that I pray, the worse it gets
- I want my best friend, I need to talk to her, I have to talk to her
I'm seeing her tomorrow, by the way.
Guys, I'm just so tired that I'll just give up on that or I'll freak out, and I don't know which is worse. I don't want to be at my home anymore, and this is so weird, I love my house but it doesn't seem like a home now... I don't like this feeling, the last time it happened I wanted to kill myself.
And now I love living, I love my life, I love to exist. I have friends, I go to parties, I'm okay with my sexuality, I'm okay with my parents (both of them)... But I just can't breathe in here, and it's all because of my grandma. I hate her and I want her to die.
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manichsey · 8 months ago
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manichsey · 8 months ago
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she’s making eye contact with the moon again
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manichsey · 8 months ago
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I just turned 18 and I actually can't believe I made it this far
When I was 13 I thought I would've killed myself by now... Glad I didn't
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manichsey · 8 months ago
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It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.
Sylvia Plath
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manichsey · 8 months ago
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I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.
— Sylvia Plath
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