June 2012
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Boxed
Spaces closing in- confined,
Taking prisoners of all size.
Never stretching or letting go,
Closing in on all that we know.
Struggling hardly gets you where,
To that place way over there.
To the side you ache to cling,
Holding out for most anything.
Always trapped- no in or out,
Constantly drowning in a sea of doubt.
Wanting desperately to paddle ashore,
In a boat- goodbye, no more.
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Feelings
You know whats hard, feeling. Feeling something and not being able to express it, or feeling something and being too afraid to express it. It is the worst thing in the world, I mean lets be honest here. When you fuck up or have ‘emotions’ for someone, are you able to face them? The person who needs to hear of these actions? No, no one really is, its hard as hell to own up to a mistake,...
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Lost
Sometimes I feel like I’m part of the crowd, instead of being one in the crowd. I don’t know if that makes sense. I feel like I’m not anyone distinct. Have you ever felt that way? Its very lonely -well maybe not since you’re apart of a group, but you’re not defined and that’s what’s terrifying. The fact that I am not an individual, one who is herself, and...
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Life
Sorry I haven’t been on here as of late, I’ve been storing my emotions up for when I was ready to share them I suppose. Too bad I’m still in no place to truly share how I’m feeling. I guess I’m just afraid of being that open right now.
&quite frankly I’m not too sure what I want to discuss, or what’s on my mind. Well the latter is false, but its my...
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Happiness
Happiness is such a fleeting emotion. I mean sure there are people that will claim every day of their life has been blessed and kissed by the lips of God, but are they truly happy or just accepting of circumstances? I think my main problem with happiness is that I’m not too sure what it is, what creates it, where or within whom it resides and I can’t enjoy the emotion when I find...
I have no idea how to formulate half the thoughts I’m thinking right now. And the sad thing is, I really don’t want to. I manage to just make a mess of things, I mean I suppose taking all the blame is silly. But, how can I not? Yous don’t even know what I’m talking about, and future me- you’ll probably sit there and wonder about what you’re referring to as you...
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"What made us as strong & wise, as everyone says...
I’d be the first to admit my strength comes with a heavy price, and its weight was never an easy one. And well wisdom, that came through experience and the ability to observe and understand what others were going through. You see, I’m always alone. I keep my problems inside and I internalize any pain I may be feeling, which in turn makes it look as though I am strong. When in fact,...
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Thoughts
You know when you’re faced with a difficult question, and you’re not too sure about how honest you should be about it? Just go all out. I mean we’re so caught up on saying the right thing, at the right time, in the right place, that we lose the moment. We spend too much time over calculating our lives, that we barely live them.
Take now for instance, you’re probably...
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My thoughts are so jumbled now
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Blind
Earlier today I wanted to comment on how blind the world is. How completely oblivious we are to the world around us, and sometimes to the people that surround us. I managed to lose that idea, and surprisingly in an odd twist of events, it came back again. I’m going to take that as being something I need to discuss. If not for myself, but maybe for you guys as well.
Now I must confess I too...
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Done
If you only knew how I really felt about you, I wonder how shitty you would feel. Because honestly I’m the only fucking one who cares, and I’m the one that gets all this crap laid on them. Seriously just tell me I’m worthless so I can stop loving you, and really feel the way you think I do. And act in the manner that I supposedly do.
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Rant
I have so much to rant about, and its a shame because I don’t know where to start, or how to even start it.
Writing about stuff use to be so simple. When I got in a mood, I felt a certain way, and the words managed to find a way to come out. Now its as if the confusion that continually grows everyday has clouded my speech. I’m honestly not sure how I feel about anything. I have so...
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I lack the knowledge to speak, of things that...
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Being afraid
Look at this word: afraid. What first pops in your head when you look at it? Do you find its stems and define it as such? I certainly know a person or two that would do that. Or do you look it up in the dictionary and repeat the words someone else thought up for it? Me I guess I mull around with what words really mean.
Afraid. Its such a crippling word- but you wouldn’t learn that in a...
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...
I’m just going to come out and say it, this sucks. I don’t really want to be just your friend, but it seems like there’s nothing else to be.
Why are people so afraid? I mean I’m afraid if I wasn’t I wouldn’t be feeling all that I am, I wouldn’t have accepted the situation I’m now in. But why can’t people just muster up the courage to be...
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Restricted
When what you really want to say is stifled, and your blog is carefully waiting to hear the words the creep within your mind.
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I use to be able to sit here- or lay in my case, and write what disturbed me. But somewhere along the line I gain more followers, sure people that I didn’t know, people that maybe felt the same. But as that occurred what I wrote about changed, and I spoke through photos then.
I mainly reblogged of ocean scenes, astronomy wonders, pretty clothes, or puppy dogs. The ocean and crashing...
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But how do you feel?
You know what’s so difficult about feelings? The fact that you can’t really distinguish them. I’m not really sure if anyone else has the same problem as I, I mean my inability to distinguish how I feel could be a product of how closed off I am from the world. But its slightly ridiculous. There’s all these rules and regulations on how one should act when they feel a certain...
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Curious
Looking around my room, I take notice of all the things I use to love. Of all the sports and games I’ve played. Of the hobby’s that kept me away. I guess its curious what brought me away from the things that I once loved. And to be quite honest I’m not too sure what made me comment on them now. I suppose staring at the things that decorate my room have something to do with it. Or...
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Life
Life has a funny way of reminding you of the things you need to do. Those problems that you tried to run from, the secrets that you kept at bay. They all seem to attack you when you least expect or want them to. A simple life has the ability to change you- but remember to change for the better.
I don’t know where exactly I went wrong with things, or even if I went wrong in a sense. All I...
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Oh Mother
&I feel like a mistake with every breath I take.
&you treat me like a joke, when I’m not even present.
But how can I move forward, &pretend to be okay?
When you can’t even tell me all the things you need to say?
&I feel like a monster, the way you rip me down.
You abuse this mental creature, that I’ve turned out.
With every line, planned out.
The words you...
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Freedom
We all have a slightly different vision of the word. Some of us crave to be able to interact with others on a daily basis but are restricted by a ‘leash’. Others just don’t like to be tied down to one particular place too long, and long to travel. Some associate the word with the action of doing whatever, whenever, no bounds or limits present. Some associate it with just being...
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I hate you.
Are simple words enough that are used in their entirety or not even at all. Sometimes they’re not the correct phrase to say but they are the nicest of phrases to use when you mean something more, something worse. In my case well…
Let’s just say I’m not using the phrase correctly.
