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Feb 2019 · 239
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jissel Feb 2019
we understand the pain that comes from missing someone, or wanting to be with someone; the feeling of being alone, forgotten, and without anyone around. we're sorry you feel this way - in all honesty, we truly believe you deserve someone by your side yet, this doesn't mean that someone will nEveR come - they might, someday, and perhaps they'll care for you just as much as you will for them. just as much as your writings say so. pretty flowers swaying in the wind type of love. now, we can't say for certain when that day will be, but make the steps to make it there - know that you are NEVER ABSOLUTELY ALONE and if you REQUEST HELP, GUIDANCE, or even COMPANY, someone will be there for you, permanent or NOT. trust us - you'll find someone. we believe in you. until that day comes, listen to some music and eat your feelings.

love,
us
Feb 2019 · 173
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jissel Feb 2019
This differs. But for me, it is something you feel for someone who you would give up anything for. Without them, the world is irreversibly incomplete and you are no longer satisfied with anything. You need them so much; life is better just because their heart is still beating. No one is better than them. They are the best for you and in your eyes they are perfect. Any moment not with them is just a waste of this infinite life in which you hope to spend all your days with them. When you feel deep down they are there. They help you through anything and everything, not caring if they get anything out of the efforts. When somethings up, they never settle for an "I'm okay." When you shout or lose your temper and hurt their feelings after a while they will forgive you (even when you still feel like a complete ****). This is because they love you. Love at times is not mutual. Nor is it perfect. But when anything is in doubt, just ask them. They will know. And be honest if they don't. No one is flawless, and we all have mistakes. But making mistakes for that one person is all worth it if it means seeing them smile. When you embrace your arms around their body life seems at its peak. Nothing is better at the time; No matter the time or place or whatever situation there may be. You feel fearless with them, and if they don't. It wouldn't matter too much. After all, it's love.
nonsense from the fingertips of a 16-year-old girl (:
Feb 2019 · 158
careless
jissel Feb 2019
There are things one can let others know by saying them, others things need to be shown by specific actions. At times actions show more than what one can ever be declared, vise versa. But do things naturally fall into two categories? No, and of course there is a piece in between where they cross between and is that a good thing? Again, there is no way for one to answer the question without lacking in the circumstances. And the conditions are where it reveals how little I know about everything. I'm finding out about the anything and everything to help this, this abstract blur that I keep searching for. If there are gaps, we always choose to build a bridge where there might not be intended to be one. Don't jump to conclusions. Don't run so blindly to things that devise anyone. Stop and think. Think about the simplest of happenings and think about the rarities. What are the odds then? 4.543 billion years. 7.53 billion people. Seven continents and an incredible number of casualties. Still, here it is — what a time to be alive. No one is given a choice but what's there to it? There are countless things I've left boiling in me, and an even more significant amount that I've left unsaid. But the saccharine feeling of merely being surrounded by knowing people like this exist is incomparable. I like being while another person I care about is also being. It makes me feel less like such a human being and more of an extraordinary thing. If you jump, please do so knowing wherever you may land could potentially lead. remember that when you jump, it may lead to severe states, or to places and feelings you'll enjoy forever. "All we wanna know is where the stars came from But do we ever stop—ever stop to watch them shine? Or are we staring with—staring with ungrateful eyes?"
Feb 2019 · 280
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jissel Feb 2019
i really hate to hate you sometimes
Nov 2018 · 233
a thought.
jissel Nov 2018
Our stars are,                                                                            
                                                                packed with polluted lies,                                        
                            
                       yet I'm still dumbfounded.                                                                      


squinting.
12.14pm
Feb 2018 · 282
exhausted.
jissel Feb 2018
at night,
I used to lay in my bed
crying.
now,
I just lay there
with a blank expression on my face.
I never thought I'd get used the feeling,
well...
the feeling of whatever feeling this is.

                                                                                   but I did.
I wasn't too proud of this poem only because it seemed a little bland to me, but I've had it in my drafts for a while and decided to just go ahead and publish it (:
Dec 2017 · 411
princess
jissel Dec 2017
Royalty

The medieval concept of living in a castle

The ring

The status

The power of authority over a monarchy

Pretty and pink with glamour and jewels right?

Just like those silly books you used to read right?

Sad reality, I’m kept isolated

Wearing isolation on my sleeve as if it was a grand prize achievement

No sights around me other than these stupid fancy painted walls

and people watching over me

almost as if I was a prisoner that committed horrible crimes

The idea is so stupid to me

Soon I’m hoping to escape

To see breathtaking scenes

Going to the moon for all I care

Or even making my way down the busy streets

Just getting away

I don’t want to be protected from the world anymore

I want to be free and make stupid choices

I want to see how it’s like to be loved and heartbroken

The meaning of “royalty” isn’t as great as everyone thinks

Not like those silly books you used to read

Royalty

The Isolation

Restriction

Incompetence
first poem (:

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