"- You’re very poetic.
- No, just sad."
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theyweregreen replied to your post: After hours of laying in bed, staring blankly into…
Maybe a warm cup of milk could help? Remember that, paradoxically enough, sleeping is an activity that needs energy(=food).
You are such a sweetheart!! I don’t drink milk, but maybe I’ll try something similar. Thanks for this! :)
Like you can boss me around in sexual situations but you better not try to tell me what to do in regular life
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what i never
learned
from my mother
was that
just because someone desires you
does
not mean they value you.
desire is the kind of thing that
eats you
and
leaves you starving.
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its gotten to the point where i either feel no emotion or every emotion at once
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After hours of laying in bed, staring blankly into darkness, I finally got to fall asleep (thank heavens hallelujah) at 1am.
Approx. 53 minutes later, up again with a motherfucking VENGEANCE.
Now my body’s like,
”I AM AWAKE ONCE MORE SO THAT YOU MAY FULLY APPRECIATE THE JOY OF BEING ALIVE! We’re not wasting one minute of your precious time on pesky sleep! You’re welcome!”
*uncontrollable sobbing*
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please.
i want to disappear.
i want to be nothing at all.
a tiny speck of nothing at all.