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Stuck

Postby Gladis » Thu Nov 15, 2018 5:39 pm

    It's easy to feel like this.
    Stuck between hours & hours of work.
    Endless studying & unsatisfactory results.
    This is something I can do, but I don't want to do it.
    Booksmart. Booksmart.
    Just live through these tough years, the income will be good.

    Is what I told myself.
    But I felt my happiness slip away during these sleepless nights.
    I can't live like this.
    I thought I'd finally be happy.
    But I'm just stuck in this cycle of work & never being good enough.
    Maybe for once,
    I should listen to my heart.
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Nothing

Postby Gladis » Mon Nov 26, 2018 2:51 pm

    I used to think too much,
    but now I feel too little.
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I got this!

Postby Gladis » Mon Nov 26, 2018 2:52 pm

    Don't worry. Don't worry. You'll find your meaning soon.
    5 years with him, what's one more? Maybe he'll take his leave soon.
    You got this.
    Take a walk in the dark.
    Laugh to those stupid jokes your friends don't get.
    Dance to those songs.
    Do whatever the hell you want.

    You're still lost & you're not who you want to be. Yes.
    But you're stronger than before.
    Keep going.
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Love letter

Postby Gladis » Fri Nov 30, 2018 5:53 pm

    It was hard falling in love with you at first.
    You were just another pretty boy, chocolate eyes & a cinnamon fringe.
    I called you foolish for confessing your love so soon.
    You wouldn't understand the dead flowers of my heart.
    You said you didn't care.
    & my heart warned me that you'll leave once I've filled your simple desires.
    But days turned into weeks, & weeks grew into months.
    You persisted, & watered these flowers back to life.
    I felt my heart bloom when I saw you sleep.
    Arms stretched in the empty space where I once laid.
    I looked at you, the one who inspired me to move on from the past,
    & I thought,
    this could really be something.


    nvm yikes turns out I was really milking myself to catch feelings for someone
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Reminder:

Postby Gladis » Wed Dec 05, 2018 1:10 pm

    Never convince yourself that you are unworthy of happiness.
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Fleeting youth

Postby Gladis » Thu Dec 27, 2018 9:06 pm

    I can't sleep rip
    Being young is beautiful, & yet, so damn terrifying.
    Bursting with adventurous possibilities, & yet we are filled with so much insecurity.
    We are new to love, new to the world.
    Wild, insecure, fleeting.

    Youth is something we only have once.
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Sixteen

Postby Gladis » Thu Dec 27, 2018 9:36 pm

    Sixteen more like sux-teen : (

    Years ago, when I turned 16, I thought, "this is it. This is gonna be the best year of my life. Sweet 16 :^)". In all honesty, being 16 sucked. Inexperienced & naive, romance was never really love, it was just puppy love that ended up in a lot of heartbreak. I was no longer a 15 year old, which meant that puberty set in & I no longer looked like a "little boy." It was the year of experimenting with makeup, hairstyles, & fashion. People saw me differently & started treating me differently, but my looks did not reflect on who I was. My deep set issues would still go unresolved, so I resorted to anger & jealousy. I wanted to feel confident, but I would brush my confidence off as being too "outgoing", as I was too afraid to be seen that way.

    A fair share of identity issues set in at that time too. I woke up one day & was like,
    "who THE HELL am I?????"
    After so many years of aching insecurity & trying to be someone else, I successfully destroyed every last bit of my old identity. People also started treating me differently (it could be because we all grew up, my perception was disorientated, or maybe because I finally conformed to societal norms, who knows?). I would spend hours staring at photos of me from the past & think, is that REALLY me?

    My body was an absolute MYSTERY to me. It was like a shell in which I happened to inhibit, & I did not like this shell.

    It was a strange ass time, & anything BUT sweet. But it wasn't all that bad either. Late nights with friends was rebellious & exciting. There were times when I'd put on some makeup & think, WOW, being me isn't all that bad after all. 16 was a time of recklessness & confusion. I don't miss it, but I wouldn't forget these moments if I had the chance.
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Body

Postby Gladis » Sat Dec 29, 2018 6:29 pm

    This is my body, & I owe it to no one.
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It's all the same

Postby Gladis » Fri Feb 22, 2019 8:09 pm

    The lights of the gas station illuminated the smoke he blew out. It was all the same, where did all the excitement go? These midnight cruises became a burden. I don't have the time or money for this, tell me where you want to go.
    Time & money I'll never have enough of it.
    I dream of being rich one day. Maybe they'll heal the wounds of loveless nights from home.
    I'll have a place where I make the rules. Where they can't kick me out whenever they feel like it.
    Maybe. Just maybe. I'll get there.
    But excitement & joy are draining out of my life like sand through a sieve.
    Maybe this is how life is supposed to be,
    or maybe I am undeserving of the life I love.
    Regardless, if this is the sacrifice I'll have to make, I'll take it.
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Postby Gladis » Mon Feb 25, 2019 8:45 pm

    little by little,
    these beautiful people pick up my broken pieces,
    & put me back together.
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