Tag: writing

Come on, square pusher. I need you.

Look look look. Yeah I’m in a state of total and utter hypomania. Green Day sings to be woken up when September ends, well fuck, as September was ending I was being forced to go back to sleep by the rhythm of the war drums. The Harley Quinn in me retired after her thoat was

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Emptiness is nothing you can share

It’s 5:30 in the morning. Everyone is asleep, so quiescent. You aimlessly walk around the cold, silent house. You feel so tragically empty, yet so emotionally exhausted from… from what? You don’t even know. Your thoughts are of everything and thus of nothing. You know what you feel but to be able to express them,

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Bad Liar/Reputation ? — Happiness Buffet

She is real rude She is humorous humiliating She is unique fake She is loved spoilt She is a self loving self- centered person She smokes, drinks and parties like you and others is a slut and a brat She is hard working lucky She does not justify when we confront her, because she knows […]

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The girl who never grew up

I grew up in the real world, I certainly am not an adolescent teen, strung out on hormones and searching for acceptance from faceless, spineless people who are merely here due to circumstantial convenience rather than actually wanting to be friends with me. I matured physically and intellectually because it was an inevitability, it is

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Check point, sign post, rest stop.

This will help to remind me of where I am and where I began. Provide some reference point of origins and directions, intentions I may have had in plan. A little checkpoint or sign post for my crew to follow, if they so choose. 23rd November 2018, 6:15 am end of the week, Fri-yay. I am substituting as

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Self Care Spread — Tarotandthings

Looking after yourself is not selfish or self-indulgent ~ it is a necessity! In our busy day-to-day lives we might not always take the time to check in with our Self. So please, I would like you to make yourself a comforting hot drink in your favourite mug, get comfortable, and spend an hour or […]

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The visible versions of me

Again, the difficulty with being a finite person in a definitive form. People get so caught up in the aesthetic visual representation of some thing, they are often narrow-minded to think that the physical vision upon which their literal eyes see is all they need to know about that thing. Which is fine. Everybody does

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