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snowappleby
snowappleby
I'm probably in bed, tbh. I'm on Tumblr, at gottawriteitallblr, so don't hit me up for copying myself, pls.
Don't give me your truths, from all of them I'll only reveal, My heart has become a wound that we can't ever heal. These secrets, out of em all yours feel like chains, I'll break under pressure A quiet catastrophe, Time is a fleeting treasure.
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Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 1:18 AM UTC
Some intense self-aware feeling
I have questions for you. But I don't think he knows why.           (I don't think you know-do you?) No.           (You don't.) I'm not sure I do-actually.           (No.) Well...maybe. No-no. I don't want to ask it anymore.           (Let's push this down-deep down. Never saw it. )           (Please. It can't hurt me if its deep enough.)           (I'm not sure I can handle this-) I have to... Did you realise? (Why didn't I realise?) Tell me something... Why wasn't Tinder letting you log in? How long did your selfie take to verify? (The effort it takes to actually VERIFY yourself, seriously??) Last September you were wondering that... In fact! 3 days in a row you were Googling your issues with Tinder.   Can't remember? 2024 & 2019? Feeling queasy? Me too.      (Tell me you didn't.)      (Trick me.) (Lie to me please, I'm begging you)      (I'll believe you, I promise.) But that's okay, honey! I'll jog your memory~ If we take a look at Exhib-            (No.) Never mind. I can't do this.            (I'm so angry.)
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Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 4:11 PM UTC
I have questions for you.
We've made it! He's got that job And I'm finishing my degree We've got a dog That loves us times three. I have to work part time And go to school full time. I see you for an hour 5x a week. We haven't had a date since last March. I say we don't need one. How can you miss what doesn't exist? Forget the weekends-you're working. I don't need attention. I don't need affection. I am self sufficient. I am fine alone. But hey! We've finally made it, Right? This was the dream! A good job My education A family of two. Right? We finally made it. It's about time.
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Mar 3, 2021
Mar 3, 2021 at 4:11 AM UTC
This is the Dream
I wait for you to see what you've done.   I wait for you to speak. You do. But you don't acknowledge me. You go at your own leisure, Don't you? I am blinded. I scream, and shout. But I only destroy what was. I can't take the reins, But I can no longer wait.
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 4:42 AM UTC
Tired
If I say something wrong teach me If I do something wrong teach me If I am incorrect in my beliefs teach me I will not learn better Until you show me Why it's better.
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Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 8:58 PM UTC
Something
Have you ever looked someone in the eye and watched them die? It's just a little. Piece by piece. They become ever so slightly more brittle. I'm think noticing it in the mirror now.
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Jan 26, 2020
Jan 26, 2020 at 4:37 AM UTC
Brittle
How terrifying it is To fear you will be destroyed By a single man So terrifying In fact You destroy yourself.                 First.
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Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 4:57 AM UTC
First
I truly do. I admit One-hundred and ten percent I submit. You are better. Stronger. Faster. I am a mere counterfeit On your behalf. A piece he tried to shave down Just to fit The hole he cannot bereft. I submit. Please take him and leave. Theres no need to convince. I am a misfit. Theres no need to requit. I am so tired. I just want to lay down And rest. So please. I submit. Please take him and go.
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Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 10:15 PM UTC
I submit
I have come to realise that I am One of those kind of people The kind that are forever In the background Of everyone else's photos.
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Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
Background
I love you, he grins. I love you too, she smiles. Why do you love me? He asks. And she blinks. She goes quiet, carefully considering each phrase churning them round in her head. Not because of a sudden onslaught of twirling adoration. Or even a hint of tumbling affection Nor because of a pure strangling sensation of warmth in her chest. She is quiet because, there is nothing where she knows should be something. She tilts her head, and smiles. Words mean nothing to you, right? He nods, confused. Well, why do you love me? She asks. She is waiting for the rush of softly uttered adoration. She already knows and here they come. Words fall from his fevered tongue in great big drops. And there they go, in great big waves. Seeping into her bones, Quickly, with a hammering. Silence. They smile at each other. And turn off the bedroom lamp. They will have good dreams tonight.
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 5:59 PM UTC
I Love You Too.