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judeck
judeck
21. Just looking for an outlet. / / Feel free to pick me up on errors, I'm sure there will be a few
I’m growing my hair out but its hit that **** phase middle length not quite anything yet I was happy with it now I think about cutting it but I think I’d look alright with long hair This is a metaphor for my relationship
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Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 10:39 AM UTC
Long hair, no cares
my brain is now hardwired to think anything not instant or under a certain amount of characters is a bore its not what I’m reading is boring it’s often unappreciated genius but the laborious act of doing something that doesn’t have instant reward, gratification and isn't instantly self-serving I will struggle and I will forget whatever I read anyway my memory ***** anyway I sometimes crave I can eat books digest their information I would take a UBS port in the back of my head so you can upload better thoughts I hate my lazy self for this but its truthful all my friends are pseudo-feminists, pseudo-musicians, pseudo-interlectuals I’m just like them and I cannot remember enough to fight back their low level arguments I just recognise, sigh and move on I cannot keep up with the true intellects and never will my low paid job will allow me to survive In a world which priorities are worse than mine mindlessly carrying on whilst "The United Nations Food and Agriculture Organization estimates that about 805 million people of the 7.3 billion people in the world, or one in nine, were suffering from chronic undernourishment in 2012-2014” copy and pasted from 2 minutes of googling TRUE POETRY qualitative and quantitative data will show how moronic we all are The age of idiots, with a few bright lights shining through I will be a fellow idiot feeling weak under it all change is constant but slow the world is ours and we chose what to do with it over simplified ideas of a simplified mind
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 4:30 PM UTC
exasperated young fool
my brain is now hardwired to think anything not instant or under a certain amount of characters is a bore its not what I’m reading is boring it’s often unappreciated genius but the laborious act of doing something that doesn’t have instant reward, gratification and isn't instantly self-serving I will struggle and I will forget whatever I read anyway my memory ***** anyway I sometimes crave I can eat books digest their information I would take a UBS port in the back of my head so you can upload better thoughts I hate my lazy self for this but its truthful all my friends are pseudo-feminists, pseudo-musicians, pseudo-interlectuals I’m just like them and I cannot remember enough to fight back their low level arguments I just recognise, sigh and move on I cannot keep up with the true intellects and never will my low paid job will allow me to survive In a world which priorities are worse than mine mindlessly carrying on whilst "The United Nations Food and Agriculture Organization estimates that about 805 million people of the 7.3 billion people in the world, or one in nine, were suffering from chronic undernourishment in 2012-2014” copy and pasted from 2 minutes of googling TRUE POETRY qualitative and quantitative data will show how moronic we all are The age of idiots, with a few bright lights shining through I will be a fellow idiot feeling weak under it all change is constant but slow the world is ours and we chose what to do with it over simplified ideas of a simplified mind
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I don’t feel like a good person anymore Especially when I hurt you that was the last of my intentions when I first kissed your lips I’m trying oh ******* god, how I’m trying to please everyone and pleasing none barely myself I am not ready to love you like your deserve it I cannot carry your weight when it must be shared I don’t want to disappear but it cannot go on like this I just broke your heart tonight It was never my intention you say ‘they all leave me’ I leave myself I loose myself again bye, well done with this one ****
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 6:26 PM UTC
Heart b/faker
I need somebody When I wake up at night To do more than, just look into my eyes I need somebody who has no hesitation to tell me I’m beautiful Or just a good person Without this person I struggle for self worth I struggle for myself Even though I know words are meaningless and repetitive songs, don’t mean ****
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 6:23 PM UTC
Pathetic Needs