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Does Love Last Forever? - b.a.
Hey gorgeous souls! I’m here with another poem. Tell me if you like this one!
15 more seconds before midnight
I'm sitting here, staring at my phone
Thinking how to hit your phone up
Should I text you or hit the caller icon?
It's been a year since we last talked
Today, it's like my mind keeps drifting back into the memories you engraved in my heart a year ago
The Good morning texts
The later night conversations
How often we quarrel over what "we" really are
The time you told me
" I love you but I can't keep your heart."
It shattered me.
You were scared just as I was
But I never gave up on us
Sent you sonnets everyday
Sang you lullabies at night
Showed you my scars
For you, I turned myself inside out.
Still, my everything wasn't enough.
You came with the smile of October then left me alone with the gloomy November.
You left.
You left without a goodbye.
I tried to run after you in the dark
I called your name several times
On my knees, I fell to the ground
You're already gone
You're already gone.
15 more seconds before midnight
With tears in my eyes,
I put my phone down
And whispered into the void
" Happy birthday, I'm letting you go now."
-H.Asteid ,10-22
I remember...
...the time I sat in my class. The topic of our conversation was our future, jobs, etc. Suddenly I was asked by my teacher if I had a goal for the future. I just said yes, because I didn’t want to say anything irrelevant to those people. But on the inside this question broke like the last holding piece of a war I had going on inside myself. Constantly asking myself whether it’s even worth living, since I had no ambitions, goals or dreams. I spent the rest of the lesson sitting in my seat, head lowered and tears in my eyes.
A few months later and I dropped out of highschool, because my depression wasn‘t going easy on me and my parents still didn‘t wanna acknowledge that I was suffering a lot. It’s been 4 years since I’ve started distancing myself from everyone and everything and they still view it as a joke. I was in a mental hospital for over a month (which is not a lot, but I acted as normal a possible,,cuz a) that’s how I act in public with other people,, b) that’s how I felt like I had to act or else I would get punished and forced to continue my das as THEY want me to and c) as long as you smile they were satisfied and I could leave as fast as possible). Times and times did I tell them that I want to die (don’t worry I’m not suicidal, rather just absolutely exhausted of the stupidity from others and of existing) but they started saying stuff like “you should be more positive”, “you don’t feel this way”, “god put you here for a reason”. I mean how many times do I have to say it. There are a lot of depressive people suffering, because they can’t open up to anyone, but I suffer because I did and it doesn’t bring me nowhere. That’s life I guess. You’re just being somewhat of a good person and this is what I get in return. Tell me did I really do something this awful to deserve all of this? I really hate this.
Being told that you’re depression is just for attention is painful.
michael shelley died in a place with no name, that never existed and never will exist. the horror to die somewhere that never existed, because did you ever really exist?
I literally feel like I’m living a real life angst. Like who tf is writing my story? They aren’t doing it well. I can tell you that.
My grandpa got diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and has been in and out of the hospital. That has gotten me very emotional.
On top of that my boyfriend was being a lot more rude than normal. He told me when we first started talking that I shouldn’t be ashamed for liking kpop. And then I sent him a kpop meme by accident because I keep them in the same folder as my normal memes. And he just starts going off on me. Telling me that I’m stupid (and not in our normal sarcastic way) and that I can’t send those memes to him. And I tried to explain that it was an accident and he kept telling me that I was annoying.
And then in the gc we are in with my sister and my best friends and his friends. He starts making comments whenever I sent anything. Like I sent a pic of my sister driving and he said “wow so cool. I don’t care.” Like wtf did I do to you?
My sister saw that I was upset and when we stopped driving she looked at the messages and texted him and went off on him.
He still hasn’t apologized, so I texted him and I apologized and he opened it and didn’t respond. And now I’m crying while listening to my depressing playlist!
Real life angst story!
Send me yours so we can be sad and depressed together!
Sad Star
Today's the day! Still can't believe it's the end. See you guys on the other side.
What A Catch
"I got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match..."
-FOB
Sketch:
Shards Of Regrets
"What did you think would happen? Now you're more broken than before."
It's all downhill from here, is there really no light at the end of the tunnel?
Part 4 of Depths Of Mind
3 A.M
They've become too much as he's gotten older that he's cut himself off from the rest of the world.
"I just wanna sleep but they keep me up all night!"
Part 2 of Depths Of Mind
Now up on my Redbubble shop! I've also updated a few of my older designs come check it out if y'all like! 😆
2 A.M
Paz has been tormented by these demons for as long as he can remember.
"They watch from the shadows."
Part one of Depths Of Mind
"Everybody loves you, but nobody likes you"
You are tenth generation honor guard for the Immortals. As far back as pack memory goes, the Immortals have provided food, shelter, and scritches. You fully expected them to outlive you as they did your grandmother and her grandmother before her. But something's wrong. The alpha… is dying.
Codings of normalities conducted addict
To start they punished playground
The merry-gone-round effect
To one's dismay to bring upon
A shoved needle into viens
The blood drawn back engages
With the registered shot gave
To enter the rush towards
Holiday blitz goes they brain
Spun to an exhile's corrupt
An addict had needed fixing
So there went thine syringe
With their marriage on the rocks
A divorce should be final, to torment one no longer.
Regain, comeback please
To state of blissful normalities conduct codings..
having daddy issues isn’t fun everyday im upset and always wonder why my dad acts like that towards me:(( it always feels like im being punished
Jocelyn Flores
I never really obtained the privilege to see or meet the wonderful soul that makes this beautiful tunes yet after knowing of your death my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Even on this present day your music, evokes a nostalgic feeling in me as if I had known you or been with you before. I wonder why and how is it possible to feel such a deep connection with someone simply through music. Your death was a tragic one, how I wish you were still with us. Rest easy Jah
I failed a tiny bit at drawing my fave Arcana boii oop--
I swear me and colors
Mourn
Sources: SigningSavvy, Lifeprint, ASLDeafined
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Mourn or heartbreak in American Sign Language. Hands in C hand shape mirror each other with one hand palm up and the other palm down on either side of the heart. Then they twist as they close into S handshape. Movement is illustrated with arms that are translucent white. There is also a silhouette of a head and shoulders. The arms and silhouette are divided by lines radiating from the heart. Background is black.
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Vulnerable
eyes a septic kind of green
skin a paper-colored sheen
that covers up all of the things
I don’t want you to see in me
