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i don’t know what i’m doing either way, i’d be losing the gold fish kept forgetting who he was before he can remember i swam upstream to find out the Earth is flat all of those purposes all of the lies to keep on going now it’s a blank page once again, i’m at zeroContinue reading “less”

i stayed i will stay i know how to do it trust me, i was trained for it, and for a long time, i knew what to do but now, i don’t know i don’t know anything anymore. on the verge of losing it feels suffocating help, you cried out help me but, you alreadyContinue reading “goodbyes no.2”

the worst thing that could happen is when you were still planning your goodbye, they said, I didn’t really love you. t.l.

romantic and self-criticized hearts drained out, but somehow still holding out like a starving penguin waiting for the familiar sound in a thousand different realities they would always choose the same knowing the hurt and the pain wishing for the lives where it’s all worth it in the end. t.l.

i wasn’t happy then but you were in my life purring, scratching the bed i found you at your favourite spot you found me when i was lost now that you’re gone i wish it was me instead. t.l.

i don’t know which is worse so good at lying i ended up being the idiot who never doubted anything, or so bad at lying i could tell from just the flicker in their eyes can i delay sadness by a day? can i just be happy for now? t.l.

does it make a difference if you’re in bed with someone or if you ended up dying alone could you feel less pain could you rise from the dead could you go insane or could you finally cut the thread? one leaf falls after another i reached for the phone someone got my tongue iContinue reading “untitled”

my rain, my eyes weak body, weak mind if you’re living, consider yourself the lucky one i’m always drowning in a room full of glass i’m forever screaming but they are speaking over me wasted time, i wonder how much longer i can pretend a captive bird that happens to be your favourite pet butContinue reading “weakening”

when there are a lot of noises you will find yourself making choices whether being frustrated or sit still and find the quiet space in between strangers’ dialogues. t.l.

i just want to tell you how i really feel i just want you to know that i’m hurting the littlest things, the things that you deem unworthy, i cry for them, i care so much so desperately, that i wanted to die i just want to tell you how i feel isn’t that tooContinue reading “ijustwanttotellyouhowifeel”