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So sweet and powerful is the brightness. So strong and yet, so soft. It’s warm there. A giant hug enveloping me. The darkness I would do for a moment in the light.
So sweet and powerful is the brightness. So strong and yet, so soft. It’s warm there. A giant hug enveloping me. The darkness I would do for a moment in the light.
too many overwhelming thoughts that i can’t find the words to metaphorically put it. i love you. plain and simple.
How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!The world forgetting, by the world forgot.Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! -Alexander Pope I fell in love with you. We talked about the future like it was right there. Like it was right within our reach. Like tomorrow we would have our house, kids, and wedding rings. I …
When the warmth of your laptop runs through your bed sheets and the light of the video call falls upon your face at 2 AM and it’s probably time to go to bed, you tell each other “I love you”. 10. You leave the camera on. When you have to wake up and go to …
So I’m driving home and there’s crazy traffic. Backed up for miles. I could’ve taken a different route. But that would be too easy. Anyway, the sun is setting and the sky is blowing up into this amazing pinkish hue. This cotton candy sky reminds me of you and that pink iPhone you had when …
Hey! delete, delete. How are you doing? delete, delete. I hope you’re doing well. Maybe we should meet up some time? delete, delete. Hey, I know this is random but I just thought you should know how I feel about you for the 47th time so that I can face the fact once again that …
He called me beautiful.Sure, it was followed by descriptions of the curves on my body.And yeah, he expressed the interest of my insides rather than what’s inside.But, he said I’m a girl with a pretty face.And pretty faces get you far.Pretty faces get you boys with a book of words to describe you.Pretty faces get …
what is this feeling? so familiar and vague. like a steady passing thought. an existence of nothing more and nothing less. neutralized body. mind astray. but fleeting. water roaring on a beach drowning in sand. water neither cold nor warm. but perfectly still. virtuous loud silence. fifty-fifty? or zero-zero? perfect standstill.
I could smear this canvas in paint and expensive pictures. I could cover every blemish and harmful marking. I could make it black and white, or vibrant with every color in the sky. But there is always a reality behind that. I’m dragging needles through my skin to cover pain. I’m wearing my heart on …
Letters we write ourselves are so often vague. We say that we’ll get through this, Or that it all goes away. We know this isn’t true. See self, we have a history with trauma And avoiding our problems, Or avoiding our mistakes. We probably do it then As we do it now, All this time …