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i hate you a lot. and there’s really nothing more i can say. no extraordinary vocabulary that boosts hate’s meaning. it’s plain and simple and i hope it gets the idea across. i hate you a lot and a lot. and maybe i say it that way because we all understand the meaning. so i don’t have to fill in the gaps where i could elaborate. hate is hate, you can take it from there.
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May 9
May 9, 2026 at 2:06 AM UTC
to make it precise
There’s blood on my hands. Red, hot blood Staining my cracked skin. I didn’t know I could Be that destructive In such a small amount of time: Pick pick PICK The side of my thumb Because I am desperate for Any source of pain Even if it means Repeating mistakes. There’s blood on my hands, And it keeps coming back Like a ghost that haunts. So I wash: once, twice, thrice Scrubbing my hands aggressively, As violently as I can To try and cause more pain. Scrub scrub scrub Until my hands are dry and numb. There’s blood on my hands Marking me, trapping me In my own feelings. They look, they stare So I cover up The blood on my hands.
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 2:30 AM UTC
Theres blood on my hands.
i suppose maybe it's time to save myself actually do something for once a girl knows her demons better than anyone else certainly no prince would come for me
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Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 11:00 PM UTC
**** the patriarchy, i guess
Assisting Varieties Of Invalidation Dancing Around Non Compelling Existence
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Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 11:57 PM UTC
None left feet
I hate you sometimes Because you exist In every single guitar solo And in every single crowd I can hear your voice Just around every turn. Your eyes are always on me Even when I'm alone It's truly an intrusion Of my privacy I wish I minded just a little bit more Maybe then, I could convince myself That I don't really like you And all of me knows That we won't ever come close To what I'm imagining But you're older than me I can picture you holding back Watching me from the sidelines As I watch you from the field Our lives don't cross paths Only a couple of times But I can smell the chemistry That heavy breath before a storm Judging by that look on your face When I catch you staring at me I think you do too
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Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
It's What You Do
**** you Seriously **** You **** you **** you for everything you did **** you for leaving me to die **** you for turning me against My own best friend **** you for leaving me With all these scars And mental problems **** you Because I can't technically blame you For anything **** you for telling stories For saying that you Liked me back **** you for answering **** you for saying that you cared You never ******* cared All you did was lie And for once I am not to blame for that All I was Was ignorant I didn't know You were going to manipulate me And her You ****** us over Together So **** you For all the days I spent Crying in the counselor's office Too scared to show my face **** you for being the class clown **** you for being so nonchalant **** you for daring to say that you would miss me When you saw my arms And all the pills I sent you pictures You son of a ***** And you texted everyone Oh yes What great gossip She's going to **** herself Wow Wasn't that just the biggest news And yet you couldn't care less Because it was My choice in the end So **** You **** you And **** me too I guess Because at the end of the day This will never stop Being my fault
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Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
Rant That Needs To Come Out
even though I don't have somebody, I'll have me. even if no one will wipe my tears, I'll still be here. I'm afraid, of being alone, until then I'll wait, for someone to say "hello." I'm afraid that no one will miss me, when I'm gone, When I'm six feet underneath. I'm afraid that no one will appreciate me, no one will join their hands, when I graduate, or walk up that stage. I'm terrified that my only somebody, will leave me. for someone so much better. even if I have nobody. nobody was there, when I didn't have anybody, and Nobody will be me.
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 6:19 AM UTC
There's me.
You are a gem among the souls Polished to sharp edges Radiating spectrum of colors when held A smile of the morning sun Stretching around your simple creation Stops time in its track Lips of heavenly clouds Stained my heart in a single kiss Eyes of cocoa dream Dancing to imaginary tunes Drowning the roars of the ocean around People speculating insanity But for me An addiction unlike other A heart that leaves even the saints envious Look at what you have made What you are What you hold A life Of unmade bed And adorable pups Filled with passion For chocolates And lust for adventures Pay no heed to the whispers That haunt your ears For they are just jealous Of what you have And what they don't A beautful life, Of your making. - ©M
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC
You are perfect
i'm struggling to write my happiness is my inspiration my sadness too but right now i feel neither so what am i to do? i feel sick to my stomach at thoughts of you what joy you brought me is gone was any of it real? a question i can't answer thoughts swimming through my brain the same one question, over and over a repetitive fool eating away at my mind whilst shaking hands type hurriedly craving to feel the emotion that your smile brings i've lost that now if this isn't what you wanted then why say the things that you did? why ignite hope in the empty chambers of my heart? why give a cold girl warmth just to ****** it away so needlessly? i've been used to the darkness for so long now you didn't need to give joy to this broken soul you didn't need to give myself a place to be me you didn't need to do any of it if only i knew how easy it was to rip away the facade of your care that was never really there to begin with one argument and you toss me aside say this isn't what you need, isn't what you want i've surpassed my use now you've taken all you can and fed off it like a leech ****** me of my self worth and left me to rot in the wake of this mess and i let you do it through my own foolish behavior so i guess for now i'll retreat back to the shadows where unhappiness lives and demons play where hope isn't even a dream to begin with where you can't destroy something's that's already been desecrated so carelessly and here is where i'll stay
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Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 9:00 AM UTC
you didn't need to
There's a lot, Passing between, You and me, Suddenly. There's a lot, Passing between, You and me, Suddenly. Though we are separate now, On different lands... But we have walked along, Holding hands... There's a lot, Passing between, You and me, Suddenly... Though we are distant now, So far away... But we have moved along, Hips in sway... There's a lot, Passing between, You and me, Suddenly...
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 9:30 AM UTC
There's A Lot
Do you believe the powers come from heaven in rain? Denounce the brittle, little lies that keep you detained. With one fell swoop your family denies that womb water from their line ever held you. Our child, disgraceful. Hold me now, wicked wind, in twilight to find truth, for no amount of trying will mend the boards began pried to the point of breaking right loose. Glue won't fix this rift. Don't worry, I find it nice that some do get to choose. Ungrateful mug, she rejected our love by walking with her brow upright. Beaten none, for the patchwork of lashes mashed in back above the *** of property, branded and pushed in. The sky will call a caw for you on one more day you kept yourself from death, promising to do your due, never invite the listless, self-inflicted sorrow, others lip to ear in shadow gaslight to imbue. One more day others in shadow decline interview. I. Will sing a prayer. (She denies the gods given) I. Own nothing to give. (Free and kindly) I. Will sing. As much and where I would like to sing. (She's another one with a will) Not crying at the back of the world, not holding just to hold. (She's another one who hunts happiness as if to others she's disappeared) Not stopping to cry back at the ceiling holding me to the floor in a box as its missing pieces (When she's only a another piece)
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
Antonia Hot Flash: "There's Even a Prayer"
I awoke from a nightmare to see my dream Every word I say is not what it may seem, A dream so breath taking but now I can't breathe The suffocation feeling is a feeling that needs to leave, At one point I feel so high that I can fly all the way past the big blue sky But then something passes and it caught eye, I turned and said who are you They gave me a glimpse and then continued to do what they had to do, I went to the king and said what's going on He laughed and giggled and said that this is the place you come to when your sole is gone, I was frozen, scared and totally shocked Not realizing that it was all a dream from the very start.
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Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
A Walking Dream
let's be water and flow where we want  go where we wish  and fall till were gone let's be sand and lay till we can’t sit where we stand as I crawl to your hand let's be ice  and go where its cool live like we rule the world is no fool let's be fire  and burn till we’re cold flicker to the beat with the rhythm and soul let's be air  and float through the sky stop all our cares and go where its high let's be rocks and last forever we will roll around and fall down without a care in the world  let's be trees  and live as long as we last grow taller than the highest mast and give love at every pass let's be flowers  and grow where there’s grass love with our hearts and let go of the past let's be flowers and grow where there’s grass
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC
let's be flowers and grow where there’s grass
In a sea of sweaty people and no air, you're there, no doubt Like font made bold, your thick lashes and laughter lines stand out Being attracted to you is perilous, a sign of my impending doom I can't stop inundating you with flustered stares across the room You beset me with selfish and opportunistic wants better not said So I'll dream of you shoving me up against a wall instead
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Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
Jessie
I lay on my back, absorbing the warmth. I dream. I look up at the sky. I watch the clouds as they take shape. I count the sheep, They are swimming in the heaven's blues. I think of the times I let my self tear. I hope that i'm gazing at the same sky as You.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 5:35 AM UTC
Torn By Skies
He bit the curb. Does that make you disturbed? She laughed at tears. Does that deepen your fears? They don't know when to stop. There's no stop signs in this town. If it's you, life's sad. But if it's them they shouldn't make a sound. Some don't fit in, and they just can't help it, no matter where they been. I guess no one really developed it. Whom I kiddin? Some people are fake, on the outside their only, the character they make. "Who wants to run like me? Who wants to get away? I look around, but they all seem A-okay." Well if he judged you, He'd seem to be just fine. But you'd never guess, He's scared of being left behind. If she beat you and spit in your face, you'd figure she was spoiled, but her life was just so misplaced. Why do they have to smile? Why do they have to drown? Why do they have to go away, after smashing into cold, hard ground? I'd say you need a lesson, but you've probably had one too. Stop being arrogant, if there's one thing that you do. They've seen the grey clouds, and you've seen the rain. And surprisingly we've all gone insane. So why drive us mad? Why call us bad? Make us sad? What have I done? Nothing, but yet I'm being pushed. Off my feet, off the swings, off the air, off the edge. By you, by them, by me, by life? I'm going to stand here, and proclaim to the skies. "For once, let this life be mine!" "And please vanish the outer lies!"
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 5:25 PM UTC
Simple little town
I can't do this anymore. HELP! I'm falling apart on the floor. Sleeping has become my only score. I've can't even cry. Must be strong for the poor. I'm okay on the outside. I'm crashing down in the core. Tell me "It's okay." Let me blindly love tomorrow's day. I want to speak, but sometimes, there's nothing left to say. I want to smile.. ..but no.. I'm not okay. I'll never admit it. I fall apart everyday. I was heading to "Out The Window", but hit a *** hole on the way. Am I even trying? Why am I always lying- ..on this floor.. begging, pleading, stressing, for more than I have the courage ..to ask for?..
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
Problematic.. Not Climatic...