Tag: writing
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constants aren’t so constant anymore
the constants aren’t so constant anymoretwo days i wait forcalls to come thoughtonight for me translates to yesterday to you
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the world still spins
i wanted more than anything tocarve a space for myself in yourworld, a sanctuary to rest my heartand warm yours. instead, youcarved a dark and lonely landhollowed out inside my chest,leaving me in fear that the worldwould no longer turn.
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what anxiety feels like
It’s like being so stressed that you’re calm, or so calm that you’re stressed.
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fresh roots
thorns softenstems breakflowers burna garden bed suffocatesyour ashes i will no longer take