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  Feb 2020 isla
Cobear
Got so high
I forgot
To forget
  Feb 2020 isla
beyza kaya
these songs are dedicated to those hours late into the night; when the sky gravitates towards the end of the colour spectrum, in which the hues collide, to create an illusion as mesmerising as the look in her eyes when he smiles. because the way the notes grazed her ear drums, as they lift themselves hazily off of the sheet, is one way to describe how it feels when she hears his voice; his laugh encompassing her whole being, enclosing her in a tight embrace.

i sincerely apologise to all the songs i've ruined and stained with the ****** memory of you.
inspired by a playlist made for my then-bf, these songs will never sound the same to me.
isla Feb 2020
if gluttony is the sin
why do i still feel the need to repent
i'm not sure if this'll make sense to anyone other than myself. maybe to others with eating disorders? i don't feel the need to explain though. that's why i write in the first place.
isla Feb 2020
when can i come home?
when will i know where that is?
isla Feb 2020
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tonight is a different kind of empty
its heavy yet
i close my eyes and every sound bounces around inside me
slamming doors ricochet off my ribs to my arms
my own breathing glides through my stomach and flattens in my back
slippers on tile go up and down
and up and down
and up and down
i cannot think when i feel like nothing
i cannot think when i am both weighted and floating
from 08.23.19
  Feb 2020 isla
basil
humans
are built
to
self destruct

some just
hit the
button
my finger
is
hovering
isla Feb 2020
skimmed my past writings
why can't i feel that passion again?
i'd take having every thought over zero
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