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Longing, probably. A feeling of need. For things. Places. Longing, such a melodramatic word Disgusting. Dreams described as something so weak. Almost rude Saying these feelings, these needs Are little more than a flight of fancy. A lusting from a pubescent teen boy Over some pin-up model. Longing, needing, wanting... I mean, ****** I NEED THESE THINGS is all All that my ever-noisy mind screams "I've seen your drawings. "Your mind must be like an acid trip." Not a good one. Constant, consistent, ever-present, complete need for Stupid, useless things For people who give not a care in the world about me Places that don't want me... An acid trip, a bad one, dark voices yelling at me, My guilt full of egotistical self-blame. "Everything has to be someone's fault. "Always. "It must be mine." My fault, my fault, mine mine mine Always always my fault. Stupid stupid I can't even get things wrong right. Or whatever. ****** Longing for understanding, To understand my inner desires. For things. The rude word of longing Tainting even the shameful wants and needs in my heart. Stupid...
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Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 1:44 AM UTC
Longing, Probably.
Longing, probably. A feeling of need. For things. Places. Longing, such a melodramatic word Disgusting. Dreams described as something so weak. Almost rude Saying these feelings, these needs Are little more than a flight of fancy. A lusting from a pubescent teen boy Over some pin-up model. Longing, needing, wanting... I mean, ****** I NEED THESE THINGS is all All that my ever-noisy mind screams "I've seen your drawings. "Your mind must be like an acid trip." Not a good one. Constant, consistent, ever-present, complete need for Stupid, useless things For people who give not a care in the world about me Places that don't want me... An acid trip, a bad one, dark voices yelling at me, My guilt full of egotistical self-blame. "Everything has to be someone's fault. "Always. "It must be mine." My fault, my fault, mine mine mine Always always my fault. Stupid stupid I can't even get things wrong right. Or whatever. ****** Longing for understanding, To understand my inner desires. For things. The rude word of longing Tainting even the shameful wants and needs in my heart. Stupid...
longing and neediness
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26/Non-binary/American
Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 1:44 AM UTC
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