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And I am here basking in the agony of loving you Glowing with the pain of your indifference
Martyred in my devotion
to your flawless imperfections so blindly aware that you do not echo my regard
I bathe incandescent in your disregard for my opened heart and I feel triumphant
If you ever love me
I would miss the pain of ever longing for the impossible
MORT – 22/8/9
Not In LoveNot In LoveNot In Love
I’m writing this now Because I don’t think I’ll find the words when I next see you I’m actually happy not being tied to anyone Yes, if I was in ‘that place’ I’d be there with you I think you feel the same, that’s why you’re staying with her Because for all we say ‘if only’
We both know that when it comes down to it It’s just not what we want But we’d probably feel obliged to go through with it Because we wouldn’t want to be hypocrites And we don’t want to be the one to say,
Xo.
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Out of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most xo.
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The monster is a way of life, one it's difficult to leave behind, no matter how hard you try. I have tried, really I have.
- Crank, Ellen Hopkins
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Seems madame? Nay it is..
Elena
& Welcome to DA
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I used to dream
I used to glance beyond the stars
Now I don't know where we are
Although I know we've drifted far
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