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Sep 2015 · 226
7:50 AM.
Z Sep 2015
your smile anchored me down, but now I'm merely breaking the surface.
Sep 2015 · 160
7:44 AM.
Z Sep 2015
debating on some changes.
Sep 2015 · 199
9:31 AM.
Z Sep 2015
your being is toxic and I'm dying from your poison.
but im ******* invisible.
Sep 2015 · 692
10:41 PM.
Z Sep 2015
B r i a n

You returned the energy that was being drained from my existence.

I can never thank you enough.....

f a r e w e l l
You must live by these words that were once said to me: "You are whatever you wish to be."
Sep 2015 · 286
10:30 PM.
Z Sep 2015
good looks do not solve problems
Sep 2015 · 274
8:33 PM.
Z Sep 2015
never really happy, only occupied.
December 10th.
Sep 2015 · 211
8:14 PM.
Z Sep 2015
AA LL OO NN EE
Sep 2015 · 294
11:02 PM.
Z Sep 2015
YOU MAKE ME WANT TO ******* DIE, BUT THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR, RIGHT?
Sep 2015 · 178
3:11 PM.
Z Sep 2015
Between you and me there is no banter, only **facts
Sep 2015 · 225
9:03 AM.
Z Sep 2015
your impulses shall land you in your own inapt reality:


**ALONE
everything's turning to **** honestly, and I don't know what to do
Sep 2015 · 191
8:47 AM.
Z Sep 2015
falling and crashing down


**What are we anymore..?
Sep 2015 · 191
3:38 PM.
Z Sep 2015
all you do is put matter before your mind and for that your mind shall turn to dust.
you're ******* delusional.
Sep 2015 · 266
8:28 PM.
Z Sep 2015
you're like the moon, shining so bright and going through your phases..though your dark side is never revealed.
Sep 2015 · 204
11:05 PM.
Z Sep 2015
"for the moment when you stop existing is when you begin to live."
Sep 2015 · 550
11:01 PM.
Z Sep 2015
crazy how we often are told to live for today when all we want to do is die tomorrow.
idk what this is
Sep 2015 · 193
6:03 PM.
Z Sep 2015
you kept me afloat in the water I desired to drown in.

What happened?
Sep 2015 · 201
11:48 PM.
Z Sep 2015
pick your poisons or your poisons shall pick you


**apart
someone asked me if I get my poems from the Internet and I was really amused but I don't lol
Sep 2015 · 158
9:33 PM.
Z Sep 2015
"reveal what's behind the door, for you shall become ill."
from a story I read in english a couple days ago I actually really like this
Sep 2015 · 316
9:29 PM.
Z Sep 2015
the life you crave shall arrive.



*soon enough
I just want to leave this place and take the select few I love with me is that too much?
Sep 2015 · 683
11:53 PM.
Z Sep 2015
Among all of the art in this universe, I could never fathom a masterpiece more phenomenal than you.
I always get in my feelings at night, it's pretty pathetic. Maybe I should write about something else for once..
Sep 2015 · 210
7:02 PM.
Z Sep 2015
"Family's all you've got, whether it's the one you're born with, or the one you create.."
~K
Sep 2015 · 777
1:43 PM.
Z Sep 2015
just the thought of you drives me insane but my presence is merely nonexistent to you.
been thinking about this a lot lately I'm sorry lol
Sep 2015 · 222
7:43 AM.
Z Sep 2015
I tend to wonder if these pills are taking effect. I also tend to wonder if I'm just delusional.
Sep 2015 · 635
1:29 AM.
Z Sep 2015
maybe one day our hands will be intertwined and your legs will interlap with mine, but for now it's all stares....
sorry these are weird, writing about people is kinda my thing ok bye
Sep 2015 · 250
10:01 AM.
Z Sep 2015
And although all of the struggles continuously possess my entire existence, I shall always keep one and only mindset: I am whatever I wish to be.
I guess you could say it's a moral code
Sep 2015 · 673
9:06 PM.
Z Sep 2015
"we're all just people with the same problems and different last names."
~Papa
Aug 2015 · 606
5:41 PM.
Z Aug 2015
You are so much more than the number on the scale or the averages on your transcripts.
Aug 2015 · 175
7:40 PM.
Z Aug 2015
I'm ******* done trying and even though I am, there's always going to be the thought of us in the back of my mind.
Aug 2015 · 207
9:38 PM.
Z Aug 2015
the single moment you listen to those songs and don't want to die is the moment you begin to live.
Aug 2015 · 233
7:33 PM.
Z Aug 2015
"You don't sound pathetic love, only human."
~J
Aug 2015 · 503
10:05 AM.
Z Aug 2015
but apparently the black eyes and bruised arms don't even begin to relate to "how much we do for you."
Aug 2015 · 370
8:42 PM.
Z Aug 2015
We're all tiny specks in this endless universe for an unknown reason and yet, we continue to worry about who marries who.
Aug 2015 · 194
5:31 PM.
Z Aug 2015
Find the humor in everything, for you will always win.
Aug 2015 · 348
5:05 PM.
Z Aug 2015
NEVER SWIM THE OCEAN FOR PEOPLE WHO WON'T JUMP A PUDDLE FOR YOU.
Aug 2015 · 479
5:02 PM.
Z Aug 2015
And at that moment, I realized that there was never anything there. Nothing between us, at all. The thought of that makes me break.
Aug 2015 · 259
1:50 PM.
Z Aug 2015
Let's be lazy together.. Just you and me.
Aug 2015 · 237
11:01 PM.
Z Aug 2015
And when you're laying alone in the night, there's no postponing of the thoughts that consume your entire mental.
Aug 2015 · 220
3:35 PM.
Z Aug 2015
"Here we are, dumb and young, living this life with no patience.."
~Skizzy
Aug 2015 · 200
8:51 AM.
Z Aug 2015
Sitting in a classroom surrounded by the future of America, yet continuously taught irrelevant material that will never benefit us in the end.
Aug 2015 · 217
8:33 PM.
Z Aug 2015
"2 rules.

Don't give a **** what people think, and speak your mind."

-the certain person I used to call my friend.
Aug 2015 · 721
12:27 AM.
Z Aug 2015
I'm mad.

I'm mad I can't express myself without the fear of being judged to the point of a breakdown.

I'm mad I can't be with you and your whole existence I call perfection without being looked down upon and shamed.

I'm mad that 'us' will never exist.

I'm just mad...
Aug 2015 · 158
12:23 AM.
Z Aug 2015
"In my feelings" is the correct description, and surely I would do anything to get out of them.
Aug 2015 · 212
4:49 PM.
Z Aug 2015
Let the music express the thoughts you can't fathom into words.
Aug 2015 · 208
11:48 AM.
Z Aug 2015
The sparks are present but surely they're not flying.
Aug 2015 · 503
11:34 AM.
Z Aug 2015
the unexpressed ideas are always lingering.
Aug 2015 · 528
9:06 PM.
Z Aug 2015
I refuse to be a statistic.
Aug 2015 · 175
6:47 PM.
Z Aug 2015
Dull and blank, the only things I feel and the only things that I am.
Aug 2015 · 291
6:38 PM
Z Aug 2015
Never enough.

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