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 Sep 2020 naught
Kafka Joint
I'm thinking about tomorrow
In a way that, I hope,
Tomorrow isn't thinking about me.
 Jul 2019 naught
Bluie
unrequited
 Jul 2019 naught
Bluie
i imagined telling you how i feel
be it the calmest possible way
or the most unimaginable one
*still, neither of it made you love me back
 Jun 2019 naught
yv
Vice #1
 Jun 2019 naught
yv
I seem to be obsessed
With loving people
Who don't love me back
 Feb 2019 naught
Patty P
Chemistry
 Feb 2019 naught
Patty P
They watched eachother like no one else was in the room with them
 Feb 2019 naught
Tanya
Night Therapy
 Feb 2019 naught
Tanya


Yesterday I cried to the moon
as she wiped my tears away
made my worries disappear
so I could sleep again.



Today I smile at the sun
and it shines back on me,
what a wonderful world
to be alive;
to be me.
 Feb 2019 naught
andromeda green
Are you okay?
Are you alright, are you fine, are you good?
Are you adequate, are you decent?
Are you emotionally stable, sleeping without crying, smiling because you want to?
Are you breathing without questioning, are you waking up without trying, are you eating without throwing up?
Are you reading this poem right now and thinking no?
Are you thinking for the first time, will I ever be okay?

You will be okay.
You will be alright, you will be fine, you will be good.
You will be adequate, you will be decent.
You will be emotionally stable, you will sleep without crying, and smile for the happiness blooming inside of you.
You will breathe without questioning, you will wake up to a new day, you will eat easily
You
are going to be okay.
So please smile sunshine
It’s a fine new day
To be okay :)

- a.g.
just a reminder that everything gets better folks. please, please hang in there. i believe in each and one of y'all.

UPDATE: thank you so so so much for 51k. the overwhelming amount of comments and messages and loves make me feel so happy to spread this poem. thank you.
 Feb 2019 naught
Sonia Ettyang
His eyes spoke profoundly what his lips couldn't utter.
©Sonia Ettyang
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