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7 months ago

I think that to truly love someone, you need to allow half of your soul to live in another body. I think that's beautiful.


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7 years ago

Can't you love me again?

You loved me.

I didn't.

I love you.

You don't.

We keep on missing each other. Can we meet somewhere in the middle someday?


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7 years ago

Run, Baby, Run

My waters are murky and most people are afraid to swim the unknown. Don't try to go in if you don't plan on staying because I can't guarantee that I can let you out. Don't try me and test the waters. I don't need that. If you want, you can observe my waves from the shore. Don't dip, don't sail. I can't give you a safe passage. You might get shipwrecked. We will end up both broken. You will sink and you might be able to salvage your pieces but I know, I know you'll never be the same. And you'll blame me and I will say "I've warned you". If you're looking for a thrill, please not me. I can't promise to let you go when you became tired of the chaos I bring. I can't control my self. I'm toxic. So please, please just stay away. If you only want to experiment if you can fix the broken, cure a person, don't, don't, don't. I'm telling you now that you can't. So please, I don't want to be responsible for another disaster, for another nightmare. So stay away, stay away. Stay safe, I don't want you to regret me. I don't want to you to have that bitterness in your mouth whenever you think of me, because all I'll remind you of is wreckage and that piece of yourself I've robbed you of. I don't want let anyone down again. So leave me alone, and I'll let you be. Let us not hurt each other. I won't want to take a piece of your soul just because I have none.


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7 years ago

Words, Words, Words

I write not because it make things better. I write because it's the only thing I know. And I know it's dumb. Words are very unreliable, yet it's the only thing I could hold on to. It's my rope. I know people tend to break them every time, but I don't care. I'll still hold on to it like its my last piece of thread. And maybe that's the reason behind my brokenness. Because I try to latched on the thing that people barely keep. But I can't help it. Words, writing them down, it doesn't always make everything clearer, but for me, it's the only thing that makes sense. The only constant in my life that I could turn to no matter what. And there's no word for everything. There are feelings and experiences that I cannot fathom into phrases or sentences. But somehow, when everything is fading too fast, and I'm alone and lost and confused, these breakable, limited words became enough for me. Not enough to be fine and happy, but enough to survive. And I hope it'll be enough for another day, because I honestly don't know what to do if it isn't.


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3 weeks ago

I loved the Colors in your eyes, the softness of your mouth, the beauty within your mind and the evil you tried to hide


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1 year ago

The beginning of February, and it's 70 degrees. I fall back on it like a blessing from Apollo, knowing that when it ends I'll be more lost than before.


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1 year ago

.. They walked away from me slowly

And suddenly the thought of dieing craned its ugly head once again.


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10 months ago

"I want to love you to the best of my abilities, but I don't even know if I can love people in that way"

Sam Martinez (me!!), 07/21/24


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4 years ago

The sobering silence of waking without you is deafening, but I'd rather be deaf.

anna magee


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