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AmIEnoughYet-WhenCanIBeEnough
AmIEnoughYet-WhenCanIBeEnough
23 rey // / living in a ghost town but at least i’m alive
when you think of me am i the worst? do you even think of me? I see you in my dreams sometimes and try to explain how much I miss you. you ask me why are you being so mean? And I say this isn't real. Do you ever look for me in the background the same way I look for you? Do you regret the choices you made? Or was leaving me behind something you look back on with confidence. I cry when I miss you but I just can't imagine you doing the same. I wish I could wish you were doing well but honestly I hope you burn without me. How dare you be okay. How dare you not miss me. How long will it take me to move on? I don't know. Maybe I won't.
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Feb 22, 2024
Feb 22, 2024 at 12:56 AM UTC
gg
biting, burning, clawing, stirring ripping, tearing, teasing, pulling seams are stretching eyes are pooling sick and angry tired, moody apologies are overdue not sure what’s been owed to who don’t swim, just sink don’t fly, just fall dont scream for help while you quietly stall im disappointed im disappointing and i see the lights press on between the darkened streets im wandering stretched like taffy stuck like glue are you mine or do i belong to you?
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Dec 21, 2023
Dec 21, 2023 at 9:12 PM UTC
cat bite/midnight
how close to you i feel i hear your heart beat from miles away i feel the warmth of your love on my cold rainy days i tell you everything. i speak more clearly to you than i ever have to myself i am soft, i am plain, i am calm you are a lifeboat you are a lighthouse my love, my lover, my lovely
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Sep 28, 2023
Sep 28, 2023 at 9:33 PM UTC
so soft
i wanna shut everything off and just sit in my car eyes dark, heart pounding, how did i make it this far? and while it looks like a long way, it feels like nothing at all and i’m staring off of edges feeling slightly too tall stumbling into i give up and i’m sorry for even trying in the first place
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Jun 7, 2023
Jun 7, 2023 at 2:45 PM UTC
level 4 sv parking garage
i miss you being vulnerable is very scary, and to be honest with you, i’m not currently the biggest fan. like whats the deal with putting all the sensitive squishy parts out to get stabbed? and why does it feel so **** good when they don’t? please be patient with me! i am still learning! i am still growing! i am getting better every day! i am feeling. very shaky and many things at once. but when i’m numb i always miss the feeling of feeling so even if it hurts i’m going to enjoy it
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Jun 7, 2023
Jun 7, 2023 at 2:44 PM UTC
honesty and all that junk
sometimes i regret the endings i chose so carefully for us, plagued by constant what ifs, scratching my pen at the storyboard of you and me, trying to start another chapter to the book i loved for so long i can only pray that you stay missing me and i stay missing
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Jun 7, 2023
Jun 7, 2023 at 2:42 PM UTC
moving on
prying eyes think i’m dumb but i’m not stupid i’m just numb
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Jun 7, 2023
Jun 7, 2023 at 2:40 PM UTC
ucla
different day same **** silent in the passenger seat someone else’s music blaring car speeding blank staring
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Jun 7, 2023
Jun 7, 2023 at 2:40 PM UTC
zoned out
i’m half alive on my drive home cursing out the plates in front of me- “decide, Delaware!” “figure it out, florida!” treating the road lines as suggestions as i speed along home to sleep. and when i get there, the door creaks open in greeting, i toss my **** down on the counter and pull my numb, freezing feet out of my work boots, thinking all the while “crap i tracked mud in on the carpet again” i bounce on my heels to reach the heater, turning it Up Up Up so i can finally feel okay again. when i think about dinner, it’s just pause i tear open the fridge door and see redbull zero and diet pepsi
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Jun 7, 2023
Jun 7, 2023 at 2:39 PM UTC
botanical gardens & art galleries
i felt like **** so i stopped into speedway to cash out and buy bang and i still felt like **** so i bought $40 vitamins and the label promised they’d solve all my problems, but they couldn’t even fix my skin every time i get paid? i spend it every last ******* cent goes to retail therapy- the only therapy i cant afford but indulge in anyway maybe i should’ve listened to my psych maybe i shouldn’t lie at every meeting maybe i- maybe i- maybe i should have let them put me away it doesn’t matter i push it, shove it, cry it down “It Doesn’t ******* Matter” i chant it to myself like a prayer, a last message to god before i drag myself down to hell on my bruised knees i sit not talking to the lord, just ******* ****
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 8:45 PM UTC
the aftermath of “i love you”