i hate answering messages publicly, but i’m mobile so the best way to get to me is via email & stuff. kinda off the grid right now figuring shit out, so yeah.
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I gave you every piece of me I need them back. How could I put my life together you had everything I lacked?
I wrote the first two lines to six different poems
that i can’t finish
and my counselor tells me it is normal
after “traumatic events”
to lose the ability to focus
because you are always zoning out
and going back to that event
but it has been six months
and I haven’t read a book
and I still don’t really write anymore
because what is there to say?
most days I feel like a stranger in the body of the girl I once was
but my family and my friends
they think that I am just fine
that I am handling things well
that it has been six months and it is time to move on
to let things go and start anew
I don’t let them see how things are behind closed doors
they can’t read my mind
and I don’t talk about it
so to them
everything is fine
but everything isn’t fine
I’m struggling with so much
I am trying to come to terms with so many things
and most of the time
I feel like a crazy person
I feel like I go through all five stages of grief everyday
and then it repeats
I feel all of it every single day
and I don’t know how that is possible
and I feel like a bad person
because I don’t let myself think about her very often
like really truly think about her and who she was
because I can’t
because then she is gone
because then all of this is real
the last six months are real
and I almost died
and I should be here right now
but I am
and I can’t handle any of this
drunk singing at the top of my lungs to my best friend mid conversation: They don’t want my love. They just want my potential. Fuck it all. Sippin’ on this, Baby livin’ off bliss.
if i don’t see this at least 3 times i think i’ll die.
Would you take me to the west side? Would that be alright? I could stare out your window and fuck you tonight. ‘Cause I want you in the worst way, but I don’t have a car. So you’ll have to come and get me to have me where you are. Let’s drive drive drive…
what say you after you ripped my heart straight through my chest, gave it a kiss, and claimed it was yours? i always thought i was a treasure, but sometimes the sweetest rhymes can be the cruelest. sometimes the sweetest lies can lead the foolish and i’ve been captured since the day you looked me in my eyes and said, “damn, i wanna kiss you so hard”, but you didn’t because we were surrounded by people who just wouldn’t really understand.
you were the kind of man i dreamed of. cheesy, and awkward, and tall, and quirky, and shit i could’ve fucking loved you with the lights on. you always made our innocent little fling seem so wrong. i waited so long for that kiss and when it came it was not as sweet as i hoped. it was soft, and timorous, like it was afraid it was going to break me but that’s the very thing i wanted you to do.
break me. make me pay for all the hearts i’ve broken, all the shit i’ve spoken, punish my heart until it is black and blue. you don’t even have to say shit when your through. we can save the facade for another day, just leave…or i’ll leave you…because i was always so bad at this kind of stuff. so who knows the shit i’ll do.
Black Panther - The Man Without Fear #520
Written by David Liss
Art by Jefte Palo
i love the kind of relationships/friendships where you don’t have to talk every single day and both of you are still close and on good terms and aren’t afraid of being like replaced or something. you just hit the other person up and it’s like you just talked to them yesterday.
I’m super psyched about it and the new team and well everything is revamped to the max and i can’t wait to share. We still don’t have a date, but definitely End of January - Beginning of February. >.< :’D
Till then catch up with us & stay tuned & shit.