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zaynub-malik
zaynub-malik
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they say that home is where the heart is so i guess my home is gone i tend to call that homeless but maybe my heart's just gone
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 5:16 PM UTC
heartless.
in school we learned about hydraulic fracturing when they would send pressurized chemicals into the earth until the earth began to “frack” well that’s what i felt like when your words rained down upon me so hard my brain began to crack
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 2:53 PM UTC
hydraulic fracturing
what should i be for halloween? myself: all i need is to lift up my sleeve and show the scars and my costume shall be complete
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Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
happy halloween
“How come you always stay in your room so much?” a little girl once asked me. “Because I have anxiety, darling” “Where is your anxiety?” I pointed to my head. She nodded. But that wasn’t entirely true. I should’ve pointed to my hands, full of earthquakes and after shakes; my arm, blade rakes and skin breaks; my smile, nothing short of fake; my whole body, just one big ache.
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC
Where is your anxiety, darling?
the things that come out of my mouth the things that go through my head and the things that come from the ink of this pen may not always or perhaps ever be the same
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:15 PM UTC
mixed communication
my mom told me i look homeless i told her i was
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:12 PM UTC
homeless
clouds were notorious for pretending to be something they were not you were a cloud
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Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 2:17 AM UTC
look at that cloud it looks like you
i washed a lot of dishes at work today my hands are raw and red and my fingers have a lot of small cuts but i’m happy because better to have red raw hands than red raw eyes and better my fingers cut than my wrists slit
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
work ethic
problem: for the longest time, i was in the mindset where i did not want to die, i just simply did not want to exist. experiment: this summer, i did just that. i severed ties with most of my friends, cut off communication, and burned down a lot of bridges. outcome:* i lost a lot of friendships but i found parts of myself.* summary: i had two months of inexistence and it sparked with me a desire to live again, a fire within me that had been missing for quite some time now. it taught me how to be okay by myself, but it also taught me that it’s okay to allow good friends to help you better yourself. error analysis: it’s not okay if you purposely burn bridges down and end friendships on bad notes. they’ll haunt you later. so leave friendships on a good note. if they’re a real friend, you won’t be leaving them; you’ll simply be putting a pause on the friendship. it’s okay to take time for yourself, and it’s also okay if friends want some time for themselves. you should not ever apologize for wanting time for yourself, nor should others. solution: if you wish to inexist, then isolate yourself for a while. make yourself comfortable being alone. once you are able to be content in isolation, you will naturally want to exist more, both inside and outside of isolation. allow yourself to let people into your world again.
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 1:50 AM UTC
lab report of the summer
you were bacteria and your love was my toxin
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
waste