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laurel-hoff
At some point, I have come to realise That the reason why I am so frightened about my own future Is because you'll be in it, And it gave me so much pain in the past That it left scars in my heart and mind. I now wonder how bad it will be When we meet again. I am scared because I am scarred.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC
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I'm the type of person who can either sit by herself under a weeping willow Reading quietly or writing poetry about life being an inside inferno, Or who can go clubbing with her friends, get drunk and show up at 5 in the morning. That's me, I either spend my day being in an immense joy, or spend it mourning. I'm the type of person who is everything and its contrary, I can fall in love with the same person whom I hated yesterday, I can forgive in two seconds someone at whom I've been angry I can be strongly willing to leave, and then I suddenly decide to stay. Once I realised I wasn't in love with the person I had been waiting for, two years after And realised at the same second that I wanted the person I had just lost. My brain and heart didn't quite agree with each other, But now it's to late to get back the girl I love the most. One minute someone's my best friend, then she gets on my nerves One minute I really want something, then I just change my mind, One minute I find myself pretty, then I suddenly hate my curves One minute I wanna open my eyes to the reality of the world, then I wish I was blind. I suddenly realise why some people can't see me, I'm so hard to live with, too difficult to stand, I'm actually working on myself to be the person I want to be, Because if I don't react, she's not coming back, ya'll understand ? To all the Lost souls wandering around the Earth, If you have problems, believe me they all come from you. You'll have to give your life another chance, a rebirth, Otherwise you'll be the person you never wanted to.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC
Nevermind the Lost ones.
I'm the type of person who can either sit by herself under a weeping willow Reading quietly or writing poetry about life being an inside inferno, Or who can go clubbing with her friends, get drunk and show up at 5 in the morning. That's me, I either spend my day being in an immense joy, or spend it mourning. I'm the type of person who is everything and its contrary, I can fall in love with the same person whom I hated yesterday, I can forgive in two seconds someone at whom I've been angry I can be strongly willing to leave, and then I suddenly decide to stay. Once I realised I wasn't in love with the person I had been waiting for, two years after And realised at the same second that I wanted the person I had just lost. My brain and heart didn't quite agree with each other, But now it's to late to get back the girl I love the most. One minute someone's my best friend, then she gets on my nerves One minute I really want something, then I just change my mind, One minute I find myself pretty, then I suddenly hate my curves One minute I wanna open my eyes to the reality of the world, then I wish I was blind. I suddenly realise why some people can't see me, I'm so hard to live with, too difficult to stand, I'm actually working on myself to be the person I want to be, Because if I don't react, she's not coming back, ya'll understand ? To all the Lost souls wandering around the Earth, If you have problems, believe me they all come from you. You'll have to give your life another chance, a rebirth, Otherwise you'll be the person you never wanted to.
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so I brought my writer wife (prominently pregnant) to the hospital and on her bed, she screamed: *"weren't" "hasn't" "couldn't" "shan't" "aint" "hadn't" "you're" "isn't" "aren't" "didn't" "wasn't" "who's?" "what's?" "he's" "she's"* The doctors were confounded and they turned to me and they said: "What the hell is she doing?" And I replied with double speed and a violent sense of urgency: *"Don't you know? She's having contractions - she's a writer"*
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
pregnant writer about to give birth