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stfuitsjordan
stfuitsjordan
My life is Spining and spinning out of control, If it doesn't stop soon I may give up hope. I know I know... I put myself here, But honestly I just want the love, he can't give me when I tear. He's so tough, more then an army, His walls so high, I'm hoping one day they'll come tumbling down on me.
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC
On me
He calls me the love of his life, And I feel the same. If both of us are telling the truth, why do I feel so much pain?
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Aug 10, 2017
Aug 10, 2017 at 10:37 PM UTC
Pain.
Lies are over whelming when they come from you. I guess its since I've always relied on you to tell the truth. now I'm stuck here, like what the **** do I do? You act like it's okay to lie to my face. then you hurt my pride, and expect a clean slate? sometimes I feel all the love I show is a mistake. because everyone just wants to take take take... I thought our love was all above, and elevated and **** You've been lying to me since our relationship was a kid. Now we've grown together and I learned I wasn't as smart as I shoulda been, helping you in ways when I thought you needed it. you didn't need it, you just wanted to take advantage, Now I'm here stuck, this smiley face just slanted, you're a savage, The way you strike those words, like a match outta the box, you're ready to light fire works. because you're a sligh little fox.
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May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 12:17 PM UTC
FOX.
What is it I'm here for? I swear I stay in my feels Yeah I **** up man But come on what's the deal I work really hard, & I tell  uto keep it real. But all these mother ******* out for positivity to steal. I Keep my head high or something like that... Hating *** ******* still tryna tilt it back. I don't give a **** about about what everyone has to say.. I'm out here living and guess what my  rents still gonna get paid. You fake ******* I'll slay... Looking for a man to pay your way. I don't need **** from any of you sheep *** ******* I'm a wolf, lead the pack, quick attack.. you need stitches. You can't  keep up with me At least not mentally All you haters do is talk **** all day but could you really step it G? Ha. That I'd like to see. I don't know if it's just me.. But for once everyone Just leave me be.
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 4:46 AM UTC
Be.
Am I being led by my spirt... Or led by my wound? My heart can't bare this darkness, My thoughts are all gloom. I thought if I rescued you, You'd some how save me too. Little did I know I'm just too high off your fumes. I never thought of myself to always question.. Your every move & not trust your intention. I try to find who's to blame... Then I recall  everytime i hear my own name.
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Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 3:26 AM UTC
Name.
I am easily make believe, Dress me up in what you want me to be, Then rip the heart right off my sleeve. Still I beg you not to leave.
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 4:04 AM UTC
leave.
Its like a big brick wall that you just can't climb. You gaze up and see its height, then you give up before you try. Its like the ticking of a clock, but not as easily defined. Because you can track it as much as you want, but you can't change back time. It's the feeling you get right before you let go. It's the butterflies you get when you jump off love's thin tight rope. It's the thoughts you can't block out when you look in the mirror. It's almost like the brother, to anger and fear. It's the feeling you get when you're not sure. It's everything that falls under the catagory of insecure.
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
Insecure.
You haunt me, You haunt me in my dreams, With nothing beautiful or of what we could be. You haunt me with the things I was too blind to see. You haunt me in every way, You haunt me even though i know there's nothing left to say. With every day that may pass I tell myself That nothing ever lasts. You left a bitter sweet taste in my heart and soul, I keep telling myself, not to feel guilty, Not to be cold. But you haunt me, you haunt me And I can't gain control. Loosing my grip I'm not scared anymore, that we have deminished, I Just want your haunting days to finish.
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 3:29 PM UTC
haunted
What is it that makes you tick? You sligh fox, always talking so slick. What is it that makes you so fine? I spend all day thinking about how to make you mine. What is it that draws me to you? You make me feel so high, I can't function at this altitude. What is it about you that makes me feel? My illusion of you makes me think this could be real. Maybe it's the way you aimlessly walk my way. Maybe it's for the simple fact that your smile can make my day. Maybe I'm just crazy to actually think, that I too, can make your heart sink. Maybe I'm in to deep, and now I can't help but over think. I over think your actions and words. I just can't help it, This unknown grey area is definatley getting on my nerves.
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
Nerves.
The page has now turned, The thought of you lingers in my in far from infalible mind, I'm too scared to move I feel like I'm trapped in this place, I feel like I'm trapped in this time. I just want to move on But I feel like I still have something to fight for. Even though you're gone, and its because of me I want to go back right where we used to be. It's unhealthy I know for me to just come and then go. for me to push and then pull I don't know what I want, I'm just a loveless fool. You played me like a violin. Pulling my stings making me sing Sing the most beautiful tune, when I was happy and I was with you. Pulling my strings and making me sing the saddess songs that sting even the most heartless of hearts couldn't make me sing the way you do. and now that you're gone I'm here wondering who. who am i? Am i slick? am I sligh? will i sink? or will i fly? why does not the world know why who am I? who am I? who am I? With out you my words surely die, wilting like a flower thats been in water too long. wilting because it heard the violin's saddest song. My socks are turning blue from all the tears I've cried for you. I ask myself... with out you i am who?
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
Who.