I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved.

  • "I try not to think of you during dinner cause then there’s not a thing that touches my mouth if it’s not your lips."
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  • oh the sweet heat of the breakdown
    the blank state of my mind
    the day is brand new again
    broken is better than compromised
    I woke up sharply real.

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  • your vacant stare
    casually thrown in between
    those glistening gazes
    that used to make me feel
    part of your world

    I can suddenly see right through
    every illusion of unity
    and a reflection shows
    me sitting here all alone
    having been drawing
    companions by my side

    no wonder people stare
    at this blank page
    I’m made up of unfitting paper pieces
    desperately sown together
    no one dares to write on.

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  • "There is some kind of a sweet innocence in being human - in not having to be just happy or just sad - in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole, at the same time."
    C. Joybell C. (via feellng)

    (via feellng)

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  • and I move around so heavily
    cause I can’t have everything coming together
    like dust settling around me
    it would be too much for me to bear.

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  • maybe I shouldn’t have shared
    what meant the world to me
    I just thought it might make me whole.

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  • how can it all seem so surreal
    and out of touch
    while I still feel the sting
    of my existence

    maybe cause
    it’s being ignored.

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  • you don’t want some washed out version of me
    longing for your touch
    you want me to move my own feet
    and then take you with me.

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  • "You’re in my soul, you’re in my mind. But I don’t know where you are now."
    Stereophonics - Stone
  • who am I kidding
    I love to love
    I know I’ll end up on my feet.

    and you can love carefully
    you can love in silence
    as long as you love.

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  • will you be in time
    will you take into account
    my damaged clockwork.

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  • but holes can be drilled
    and retiled within a day
    and you wouldn’t even notice
    if you avoid the house
    you aimlessly reside in
    out of lack of something better
    and then you wonder
    why you feel increasingly
    out of place.

    and healed skin can renew
    losing his touch
    the moment you disunite
    it is not something
    that grows inwards
    in his absence
    he just fades
    and there’s no way to hold on
    if you keep reshaping.

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  • once again
    no one cares
    about the inside view
    of this skin covered housing

    cause parts of you
    can shine through,
    people admire
    and gravings can lay out a story,
    people want to hear

    but only as long as
    it’s on the outside.

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  • why don’t I ever do
    the things I’m afraid of
    I know their appeal
    I know what’s on the other side.

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