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Here it comes;
I come to you with my heart in my hands. There are pieces of it that are missing, left with people who couldn’t love me the way I needed to be loved. Being all knowing. You already knew that. There are arteries with tiny holes, for all the ways I’ve convinced myself I wasn’t enough.…
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The Delusions;
The delusion could be just that, a delusion. Maybe it’s my sabotaging what is seemingly turning out to be somewhat bearable. I live with a guy who’s kinda got the hots for me, sometimes. This is the relationship I’ve always dreamed of. Sorta. Pathetically, truth be told, my sexuality was put to pasture months ago.…
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Burnt boats;
If you want to take an island, you must burn the boats. It’s time to rip the rear view mirror off. She was fierce, She was strong, She wasn’t simple, She was crazy, And sometimes she barely slept, She always has something to say, she has flaws, and that was ok. And when she was…
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Here’s your dream;
Have you ever had an idea and you work and work for your idea to become more than an idea? Positive people would call an idea a dream. I think you have to close your eyes to dream and I simply didn’t have time for that. I digress, my idea. Like Groundhog’s Day, everyday was…
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The stuff between your teeth;
Self-satirical outlook on becoming self-aware that I was completely steadfast in my earnest attempts, to be honestly unaware of. Ok, so I have OCD, bad OCD. Not the kind of TV sitcom producers and 20-something writers who keep making an uneducated pun or butt of a joke. I’m not anal-retentive like most people…
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Your someday is now.
Someday you’ll miss me like I missed you. Someday you’ll cry for me like I cried for you. Someday you’ll want me back like I wanted you. Someday you’ll understand why you broke my heart when I didn’t. Someday you’ll understand that I was the only girl that put up with all your mess. Someday…
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My Mack on the 101.
To whom it may concern, Today, (August 17, 2019) Saturday evening. A not so subtle sucker punch came in from the right. As sucker punches usually present themselves it Seemingly it came without provocation. I forgot to say, thank you.I was lost aimlessly wandering, craving the panic, drama and terror the past 5 years had…
I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound.
She held her breath and jumped. My personal blog.
I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound. 