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My love for you grows every day.
I can’t describe it really.
It just keeps growing.
I didn’t know someone could feel this way.
You would think there are no downsides to this kind of love.
However, I must tell you there are.
When you love someone like this,
You miss them even more.
Being away from this person
Is the worst feeling ever.
And saying goodbyes,
Tears you apart.
But seeing their smiling face,
And kissing their sweet lips,
Makes you forget all that.
And you get lost in the moment.
Only to have your love grow even more.
I can’t describe it really.
It just keeps growing.
I didn’t know someone could feel this way.
You would think there are no downsides to this kind of love.
However, I must tell you there are.
When you love someone like this,
You miss them even more.
Being away from this person
Is the worst feeling ever.
And saying goodbyes,
Tears you apart.
But seeing their smiling face,
And kissing their sweet lips,
Makes you forget all that.
And you get lost in the moment.
Only to have your love grow even more.
Literature
Parents
What is wrong with parents nowadays,
They take your dreams and throw them away,
They dress you in clothes you dont want to wear,
Tell you what to do, force you to cut your hair,
They run your lives and scream at you,
Force you what to say and what to do,
Until you cant take it and your run out the door,
Nowhere to go, just the hard, cold floor,
But you always go back to the hellish place,
Get right up to them face to face,
Look them right in the eye and then you say,
Stay out of my life!, you cause me internal Dismay,
You make my life shittier everyday,
Ground me and take everything away,
Im done with you, dont talk to me,
And
Literature
Dear Feminists, I'm Sick of You
Dear feminists,
I'm fucking sick, too.
I'm sick of the griping about defending your opinions and values.
If you can't stand behind it and protect it all the time,
get fucking new ones.
Not man-haters?
Can we talk about the
success that is #killallmen?
#endfathersday, because "all
men are rapists and abusers"?
I'm sick of hiding my anti-feminist beliefs
for fear of being doxxed or lynched by a horde
of rabid, pink haired topless assholes.
I'm sick of "what about the men" being totally invalid,
but when I ask what about the female rapists and abusers,
you can't be bothered to respond.
I'm sick of your statistics being generally
un-fucking
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Cutting
My thighs were first.
Then my wrists.
And shoulders.
And fingers.
And feet.
Everything.
Ripped out at
the seams.
I ripped them out myself,
if only to avoid
giving others the pleasure.
I ripped them out hard,
if only to teach myself
a lesson:
I deserved it.
I ripped them out
and all the while
I sang to myself,
unable to cry
or scream
for fear
that
it would
make the
pain less real.
I joked about them.
I laughed about them.
I smiled about them,
calling myself
"the stupid emo kid"
and believing it was true.
It was true.
To me.
I deserved it.
I needed it.
I craved it.
I wanted it.
I breathed it.
I worshipped i
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