Life is too complicated...It's so weird. It doesn't make sense. But at the same time it does. What I did was wrong, but instead of regret or sorrow, I just can't stop thinking about her. Which is stupid. It's wrong, and stupid. And that obviously means that something isn't right. But at the same time, I don't know what to do. Because I'll regret it if it doesn't end, but I'll regret it if it does end. And I don't think I'd regret one more than the other. But in one, someone besides me gets hurt, and the other way I'm the only one getting hurt. But at the same time I've already hurt her, she just doesn't know it. So either way, everyone is just fucked. I wish this all could have worked itself out long ago and we could all just move on and be okay. But life doesn't work like that. Life has to be a bitch and get all complicated. Anyone wanna put me in a coma?
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The CliffDay 1 Our tour guide leads us up the mountain. Up to a cliff, high above the small village. We can see our cabin, sinking into fog. The cliff is protected by a cairn, in memory of some forgotten hero. We climb, hours of steps and jumps, until we can see half the world from our crow’s nest. The cliff juts out like a diving board, tempting you into a beautiful death. We admire. I think. We descend.The Cliff
Day 2 In my dreams I am flying. An ancient bird, soaring above the small village. Clouds, shrieking by me, appalled at my presence.
by ~TheButton
It HurtsIt hurts. NotIt Hurts
now. Not while I'm putting on eyeliner. Not while I'm sliding into my skirt. Not even when my girlfriends and their boyfriends come to
Steal me away. But it hurts. It hurts
to wake up alone. It hurts to imagine every kiss as a lie. It hurts to try to forget. It hurts every time my friends say
You used me. But it doesn't hurt now. Not
while I'm at the party. Not while I'm desired. Not when I meet a cute stranger. And definitely not when he leads me into the bedroom to
Lie to me for
by ~TheButton
My MistakeSeeing her sitting there; Alone, cold, crying Because of my mistake. It makes me feel likeMy Mistake
Alone, cold; crying At myself to make things right. It makes me feel like I’m sick. I want to scream
At myself to make things right. Sometimes I tell myself “I’m sick.” I want to scream At her for trusting me.
Sometimes I tell myself I love her, feeling so grateful At her for trusting me. Believing me when I told her
I love her. Feeling so grateful For someone to hold. &nbs
by ~TheButton
Land of the LostOoooooooLand of the Lost
Once I was a man Once I was a boy Once I was a baby Alone
Once I was a child Once I was a kid Playing with his imaginary friend Alone
Now I know the way To the land of the lost No one can turn me back From the way
And since I’ve found my way To the land of the lost I don’t need no one To hold
Ooooooooo
Once I was so lonely Once I was depressed Once I was alone Alone
Once I was so tired Once I was too far gone To care about anything at all
by ~TheButton
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Tired of warby ~TommiL
My Darknessby *nami86
compulsive liar.once i asked you your favourite colour, and you said, "the brown of your eyes," so i put in one green contact and told everyone that icompulsive liar.
came out of the womb as a factory defect, half-priced, damaged goods.
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sometimes i am from canada and sometimes i am from england and sometimes i am from spain.
i've carefully tempered my accents and plotted out my stories with
yellow and purple coloured pencils
on index cards. my origin changes
like the seasons.
"why do you lie to everyone?" you ask.
"why
by ~estallidos
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