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Because it makes you mad when I post the truth
I find it intriguing when people create false stories and believe them. For example, that I would ever be with an ex boyfriend or chase after someone. I couldn’t tell you how or where these lies came about. There are true things that happen like coincidences, being a little curious, and let’s not forget standing [..more..]
Heyo
All the people here are mostly teenagers with the most stuck-up problems, lmao. Mostly being gf/bf or crush or obsession problems lmao…… Why do they think that they are adults, cause they aren't and there's still a long life ahead, so just enjoy this period instead of finding so-called "OTHER HALF"
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Live a Fooking LIFE , mannnnnnnn *dab* *dab* *ROFL*
My Friend
I say You when you were 6 months. You were so beautiful and strong. I traded My pony in for You. I feed You tended to You. When You were 2 I could ride You. My Daddy got the rope and put a harness on You and He brought You to Your knees so I [..more..]
It’s not right
When I held your hand…it felt as if mine belonged there. It doesnt. At least.. that's what I tell myself. I have to. Itd ruin everything otherwise. How can I play to my fantasy like that? It's just me begging for attention. I tell myself if it wasn't you that it'd be someone else. That [..more..]
Reality
I find it intriguing when people create false stories and believe them. For example, that I would ever be with an ex boyfriend or chase after someone. I couldn’t tell you how or where these lies came about. There are true things that happen like coincidences, being a little curious, and let’s not forget standing [..more..]
After the Post Office, the greengrocer. Not a white face to be seen in there. Not ever. Winkler used to go in occasionally to see what would happen, pick up a funny-looking vegetable and stand there with it at the counter, anticipating suspicion, waiting to not understand whatever the Asian man behind the till said [..more..]
At Central Station, where he changed for the monorail, Winkler walked down the platform faintly brushing people as he passed. He allowed the back of his hand to brush backs and buttocks. As the crowd jostled to position itself for an approaching train he saw an arse in a tight Burberrypatterned skirt on bare legs, [..more..]
About existance
So. You guys all come here looking for relief via harsh, self-pitiful words, hoping (I guess) for guidance, answers, or at the very least oblivion. However, most of the writings don't have a single answer. They mostly rest untouched, probably un-read, messages in bottles sunken in the darkest depths of the ocean of Internet, unavailable [..more..]