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Penthesilea Sep 2016
How can you forgive what you can't forget?
Can't think of a title yet :3
Penthesilea Sep 2016
Both of them came
**– repeatedly.
Someone's getting *****. It's a phase lol
Penthesilea Aug 2016
I thought you needed me, but I was wrong because you only wanted me to remind you that you're still worthy of something. Sadly, you weren't even close to being something. You were nothing.
It's been a long time before I ever written anything. It's nice to finally find my muse :)
Penthesilea Jul 2016
Our love was like a party. When it was over, when we were finally sober, we noticed that hollow feeling of just getting carried away. After all the music, dancing and small talks, we were left with the unpleasant reality. We were just in that moment. We were just having fun. Nothing serious; just a drunk stupid reckless decision.
It really did feel like a party. After all the fun and hype it was just in that moment. Only in that moment.
Penthesilea Jul 2016
Her voice might be small but her words are lethal. It's not about how loud it is but about what is said.
Even I'm not shouting my words will still hurt you badly, because it's true.
Penthesilea Jun 2016
She was smiling when her parents were fighting.
She was smiling when she met her father's mistress.
She was smiling after getting sexually assaulted.
She was smiling when she was cutting herself.
*She was smiling, oh how she smiled.
Based on true events and characters.
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