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"perfer" poems
I honestly dont know if you really want me because you love me or you just want ****** things You confuse me You say you love me but do you really ? You rather stay doing ***** things then be with me when I need you it takes you forever to reply but I bet if I sent you a **** you would reply so fast But I dont know anymore , you say you love me but do you really love me? you say you love me but you dont even want to work things out but you perfer to do "nasty things" I dont get it Just because I love you my heart will do anything to keep you close for you to text me fast and call me the cute names that you use to call me I'll do anything to keep you holding on or is it my mind playing me this whole time thinking your holding on when your actually not for some reason this feeling in the back of my head whispers to me says "you dont deserve this , move on " and I push it back into the darkness maybe...maybe that voice is right maybe I do need to move on Even though your here now and closer now I got what I want I got you calling me my cute names and texting me really fast you telling me you love me but for some reason I still feel empty for some reason I feel more distance
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 6:24 PM UTC
Do you really love me?
Right now I’m struggling with my weight I honestly hate how I look I’m always comparing myself to other girls to the point my feelings get hurt I don’t have a thigh gap my ***** are really huge my stomach sticks out when I sit then hangs when I stand I can’t wear a pair of jeans without looking like a whale Sometimes I wish I could cut off my fat so I can be happy with what I see I wish I looked like the skinny girls you see all over Tumblr I sit in the shower and cry as I tear myself down for an hour I feel like everyone is disgusted with me whenever I go out in public I feel so huge next to anyone so I perfer to stand by myself I wish this battle with myself would end I hate hiding my body I just wish I was tiny like other girls so I can stop disgusting everybody
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
I Hate My Body
I am the nice girl the cute girl the friendly girl the one who always smiles and asks how people are doing and doesn’t expect them to ask back I am the sweet girl the funny girl the responsible girl who takes care of others because she’s afraid of what her mind will do if she ever decided to let loose based on what others do I am the calm girl the nice girl the cute girl the one that feels she cannot accept being called beautiful because such a word doesn’t seem worthy enough for her Unlike being called the loud girl the annoying girl the basic girl all because of how and what i say and act and dress which makes others think it’s okay to judge base on words that people say words to me can be a trick or treat The treats are the words used to express me so positively Cute funny nice smart And the trick by the ones I had called friends Calling me words that they use to bring me down Loud annoying basic stupid the words that we say or put on our brains can affect us everyday I am the girl they call cute and nice Yet no one has ever thought my words would ever have more meaning Or think twice Because I have hidden them longer than anyone would ever know see by the time i was 10 when my older sister the pretty popular smart girl died i was left broken down inside and i ended up being the shy girl who’s ideal of a friend was her grandma and eating ravioli and watching tv the sad girl that cried each night hoping for such pain to end Regrets so large and wide that I could never hide the lonely girl who had no one to call as friends for her own the depressed girl who wanted to runaway who thought suicide at least more times a day But never thought to express her pain See I am not that simple words do not express me yet when people describe us we take their words and use them as our own words that wrap around us so tightly that hold us in our hearts and cling to our minds that we assume we are just the words that they tells us Make us assume we can’t be nothing else simple small words are what we end taking to be our own and thinking nothing else BUT I AM MORE THAN JUST A Nice, cute, SIMPLE MINDED GIRL I am more than just those little words they throw at me yet as touching and sincere as those words are they don’t define me they are words that can describe but yet when others hear it won’t they just assume the same They change their blank canvas mind of me into the colors of what people say making up their minds of me before they even see me As if by hearing my name the painting in their minds is already created Being shown too others See I want to be more than just what others say about me for i am a woman who fights for whats right overthinks, that makes me sink and swim through the ocean in my mind but can get to the shore in time to fully appreciate life and prove that not everybody is what they say to be trust me i used to be just a nice girl Unlike everyone else I perfer not to be a Simply nice woman
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
Simple Girl
I am the nice girl the cute girl the friendly girl the one who always smiles and asks how people are doing and doesn’t expect them to ask back I am the sweet girl the funny girl the responsible girl who takes care of others because she’s afraid of what her mind will do if she ever decided to let loose based on what others do I am the calm girl the nice girl the cute girl the one that feels she cannot accept being called beautiful because such a word doesn’t seem worthy enough for her Unlike being called the loud girl the annoying girl the basic girl all because of how and what i say and act and dress which makes others think it’s okay to judge base on words that people say words to me can be a trick or treat The treats are the words used to express me so positively Cute funny nice smart And the trick by the ones I had called friends Calling me words that they use to bring me down Loud annoying basic stupid the words that we say or put on our brains can affect us everyday I am the girl they call cute and nice Yet no one has ever thought my words would ever have more meaning Or think twice Because I have hidden them longer than anyone would ever know see by the time i was 10 when my older sister the pretty popular smart girl died i was left broken down inside and i ended up being the shy girl who’s ideal of a friend was her grandma and eating ravioli and watching tv the sad girl that cried each night hoping for such pain to end Regrets so large and wide that I could never hide the lonely girl who had no one to call as friends for her own the depressed girl who wanted to runaway who thought suicide at least more times a day But never thought to express her pain See I am not that simple words do not express me yet when people describe us we take their words and use them as our own words that wrap around us so tightly that hold us in our hearts and cling to our minds that we assume we are just the words that they tells us Make us assume we can’t be nothing else simple small words are what we end taking to be our own and thinking nothing else BUT I AM MORE THAN JUST A Nice, cute, SIMPLE MINDED GIRL I am more than just those little words they throw at me yet as touching and sincere as those words are they don’t define me they are words that can describe but yet when others hear it won’t they just assume the same They change their blank canvas mind of me into the colors of what people say making up their minds of me before they even see me As if by hearing my name the painting in their minds is already created Being shown too others See I want to be more than just what others say about me for i am a woman who fights for whats right overthinks, that makes me sink and swim through the ocean in my mind but can get to the shore in time to fully appreciate life and prove that not everybody is what they say to be trust me i used to be just a nice girl Unlike everyone else I perfer not to be a Simply nice woman
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black coffee walks alone closed eyes, avoiding signs holding love in back pockets cracking open pens, drink ink blink: sunlight! it's blinding, and alright, but I much perfer darkness.                 so many calls that make me feel small. I don't know what to say, so I hang up, and hang myself in the backyard to dry, afraid you might catch my scent, and run away.                                         you taste like flowers, feel the way my lungs do when it's hard to breathe, feel the way my ears do when I struggle to hear the mumbled mess of what you wouldn't dare say straight forward.               I saw you coming, felt you coming, lost you, lost myself, removed the sheets, found someone else. To remove myself, you hoped, I hope it helped.                                              bagged in plastic styrafoam cups, luke warm, but you're warmer. a charmer, heart farmer.                                         Welcome home, please make sure if you leave, it's somewhere better.
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Dec 14, 2011
Dec 14, 2011 at 3:55 PM UTC
oiling your body in an ocean of larger mass
We used to be in love, You used to perfer me over anyone. We used to be close, We used to always be together. But now, You dont talk to me. But now, Your not the person you once were. Your a killer, Those butterflys i once had? Yeah. You killed them. But truth is, After everything, After all this, I still love you.
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 10:18 AM UTC
After
I'd perfer it If you turned on your heel and just walked away And I'm not 'tired' I don't 'hate you' I just can't let you see me cry         I can't             let you see             when I                   feel like dying     I need                         the quiet      To fix up                             my feelings      To stitch                              up my cuts        To fix                            my heart    With clear                       plastic tape because ... that's the only way I can ever apear 'happy' So stand ... far away give me some space So maybe, I won't have to worry, about the tears ... on my face
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Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
S a d
Let me hold your hand, for a moment. It will only take a second. Please, don't worry about it. It doesn't mean a thing. If you would perfer. I'll take it back I only want your hand.
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Sep 12, 2011
Sep 12, 2011 at 9:01 PM UTC
Just a Second.
As much as i care i refuse to let it be in vain i'd perfer all my feelings to wither not for the sake of bitterness or in spite but because i would rather drown than lie in stagnant water
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
Unsatisfied Satisfaction
I heard your voice As you playfully Hopped by Not even remotely surprised As I had fealt your energy near For the past few days I knew I'd see you somewhere I looked at her The girl you were with She looked just like me No reference just a coincidence She even felt like me As younger version As she growled the words "Man ***** I sighed at you The way I always do It's not the right time to tell you I just smiled at her Frowned at you And casually confirmed. My dear young friend Lessons on evolution #1: You have trained yourself This big indeed to attract a woman It is widely known that Women often perfer the alpha male But consider in to your calculations That men have evolved to Protect the mother and the offspring You do not come off reliable When it is widely known That you are in fact a man ***** Evolutionary trait #2: Women talk The rootcause for this Is the safety and quality of Indeed the offspring. If you display undesired behavior You're in danger of never finding a girl. Because... Women talk. As nice as I know you are And as intelligent and kind That **** doesn't fly with anyone. Get your **** together.
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
Evolution
we all have that one thing that we don't like for me it is being with my family when I can't fake my pain I perfer to keep company with my walls at those times because I won't get answers back I don't like and no one is there to interupt me or call me stupid (friend wise) so isolation is my thing when I hurt it probally always will be but I'm not the type to stay there when I'm fine it is when I hurt too bad I can't fake it any longer
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Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 2:52 PM UTC
I Isolate When I Hurt Too Bad To Fake The Pain
Driving through the desert not sure where I want to go all I know is I’m really upset and I don’t want to go home I’ve had a really bad week so much stuff went down I would perfer to handle my stress alone so no one will see me frown Music isn’t helping now this drive is all I’ve got the air isn’t on, the windows are up yet i don’t care if it’s really hot I’m happiest when I’m driving maybe it’s the beautiful scenery maybe at my unknown destination the fact that nobody knows me is pretty exciting I’m not worried about anyone hurting me I’m almost into Vegas I should stop for a break but if I do I’ll start crying and that’s something I can’t take right now so I’ll keep on driving I’m not sure where to go all I know is I’m feeling a little bit better but I still don’t want to go home
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 3:53 AM UTC
My Drive To Nowhere
To My Eyes Humanity Is Evil, To My Eyes I Perfer Them Shut, To My Eyes My Parents Are The Enemy, To My Eyes The Tears I Shed Hurt, To My Eyes I Wish The World Was Different. But Why So I See This? Maybe I Am Afraid ToRealize The Good, When Everything I Know Is Bad. boldHow Can I Change The World When No One Wants To Die?
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Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 11:15 AM UTC
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