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zwriteseverything · 2 months ago
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Smilling and laighing
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zwriteseverything · 2 months ago
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I said good night but my eyes only saw flashes of red and the monster I have become .
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zwriteseverything · 2 months ago
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You made me your best friend all over again
-CM
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zwriteseverything · 3 months ago
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Devestated is an understatement
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zwriteseverything · 3 months ago
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You peace was more important
So regradeless
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zwriteseverything · 3 months ago
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It echos in my head
“ do you what to know what i dont like you”
I flash the bruses u left me and not an apology not an i am sorry when the moment i realized i hurt you i cried.
“You should be in jail” the last time i heard those words they rang true
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zwriteseverything · 3 months ago
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Case i want to solve
A mystery worth exlopring
Sounds
Even better
Yearly
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zwriteseverything · 3 months ago
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 funny how a man would take a car away from you on a perfectly good night in front of you, care
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zwriteseverything · 7 months ago
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@violenttradwife
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zwriteseverything · 7 months ago
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zendaya wearing bob mackie ss01 inspired by cher at the 2024 rock & roll hall of fame induction ceremony
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zwriteseverything · 7 months ago
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Big step for you, you unfollowed me… proud of you
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zwriteseverything · 7 months ago
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“The Weight of Nothing”
I lie in bed, the hours blur,
The world outside—a distant stir.
Sheets cling tight with stale regret,
A week gone by, no shower yet.
The mirror’s face, I cannot meet,
Skin greasy, clothes soaked in defeat.
Anxiety hums, a constant hum,
Paralyzed by what I’ve become.
The days all taste the same, so bland,
Ambitions slip like grains of sand.
Apathy wraps me in its chains,
Why try at all when effort drains?
Complacent in this heavy fog,
Each thought a weight, each step a slog.
Dreams dissolve like morning mist,
A life half-lived, too tired to resist.
But still I breathe, though breath feels thin,
A spark remains, buried within.
Perhaps one day, I’ll rise, renew—
For now, this stasis will have to do.
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zwriteseverything · 7 months ago
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zwriteseverything · 7 months ago
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Online dating in your 30s is wild because one minute you’re getting a sweet guy who wants to talk to you and the next guys feels the need to send you dirty ass pictures within two minutes of talking to each other like bro I don’t want to see your crusty old ass dick please keep that shit to yourself.
Like tell me how I met a guy yesterday mind you we had one really good hour conversation on the phone. He’s already asking me if I want to see his dick and his toys, please you haven’t even told me how sexy and beautiful I am yet, and you already want to start off the relationship in a sexual nature. Like I already know this is not gonna go anywhere. It’s just sad. Someone send help.
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zwriteseverything · 7 months ago
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3am pain hits differently
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zwriteseverything · 8 months ago
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April 27 2015
Journal entry:
I’m searching for my voice in this noisy world. Focus is what I lack, what kills me, to focus is to listen to my inner self and to be at peace. I spend so much time focused on others and things around me that I have lost the one voice that is the most important to me. It’s hard finding my voice with all the talking. It’s driving me crazy. Here’s my attempt at bettering myself, I’m just seeking answers for the questions. I asked myself daily. Seeking to calm the storm that roars inside me. I can feel it ready to come out at any moment, but it’s not a good storm. It’s the kind that if you realized it would destroy everything in its pathway and leave the land unrepairable. Every day I ask myself how did I get this? Why did I get this? Am I in the right place. I just want to regain that feeling of content, no pressure just pure bliss. I’ve heard, everyone say you’re just a smiling person. I don’t want this role to torture my happiness away from me. I want that young, joyful, and the lovely person back. To wake up and feel renewed. Happy to just be alive. I’m lucky to be alive. Lucky to be here. I just need to continue on the journey of growing as an individual and let myself be me.
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zwriteseverything · 8 months ago
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I no longer want to perish I want to thrive
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