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Dec 2019 · 370
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TJ Dec 2019
A warmth named security wraps over me.
   Don’t let me overheat, I’m sensitive, ya know!
It hugs me close, my heart skips a beat.
    It whispers sweet nothings, promises meant to be broken, lies upon lies, filling me with false hope.
          And yet, deep down, I know it’s right.
just a poem after almost a year of no writing i guess
Nov 2018 · 368
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TJ Nov 2018
Things ****.

            Tough luck.
Ok this is going to sound dumb but I was just casually thinking about everything I've done wrong and idiotic in my life, basically things like embarrassing myself with my college degree of awkwardness on a regular basis when I try to talk to anyone who isn't a nonjudgmental child, and I was like, "Wow, ok, this kinda *****," so, uh, yeah.
Oct 2018 · 1.7k
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TJ Oct 2018
The greatest regret in my life was when...
The greatest mistake in my life was when...
The greatest failure in my life was when...
The greatest ****-up in my life was when...
The greatest manipulation of my life was when...


I fell too hard for the wrong person.
Me and this girl were dating online, she was toxic and manipulative to me to get whatever she wanted from me and I never saw it that way, until my parents found out and got me out of that mess. To this day, because of everything I went through, I still detest even saying her name or talking about things we would spend all day and night talking about.
Oct 2018 · 1.4k
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TJ Oct 2018
It's hard to call people family
if they don't show even a slight interest in your existence.
My older half sisters never call me, they'll call my dad but never make an effort to talk to me.  And even when we do, it's awkward because we don't know next to anything about each other.
Oct 2018 · 293
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TJ Oct 2018
I see you
but you don't see me.

Too afraid to give a hello, a smile, a noticeable notice.

I note everything about you;
your hair
your lips
your clothes
your aura
your everything.

I want to be yours, and you mine.
Though we've never met; isn't it strange?

Love at first sight, or lust at first sight?
Unrequited love, or lovers in a past life?
What could we be, if I just say-

You leave.
When I'm out, I always see interesting people I want to talk to, but every single time, I always get too scared of what they'll think of me, and by the time I get the courage to say something, they're already walking away to live their life.
Oct 2018 · 450
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TJ Oct 2018
All these voices
yet I'm still alone.
idk, i just wrote this during a family gathering

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