Rejection Is Best Served Slow.
Fragile hearts eat up ambiguous words of possibility and destruction.
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11 months ago
It Must Feel Nice To Type Out One Sentence And Get Thousands Of Notes.
Quality will always be a matter of opinion.
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1 year ago
He had believed that the mockingjay was a real bird…
…just like I had believed his heart was mine and no longer did belong to her.
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1 year ago
He Moved Out But I Didn’t Move On.
He still inhabited my heart, rent free.
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1 year ago
I’m Staring At A Blank Page…
…Hoping the words in my head could come to my aid
and extinguish this rage of heartbreak and pain.
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1 year ago
