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play on broken strings

I must tell you something: You don’t know how good it feels to grasp that you are okay. To actually know. that time in London, and time after hearing the song that used to break me, cloud my mind and … Continue reading

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Come at me bra

The difference between him and Mr B was that, B, as immature as he was, never tried to repeatedly fault me, and insist on his obvious attraction save my ‘crazy ways’. No one should be allowed to cause this much … Continue reading

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Time to carpe some diem

He offered her the world, she said she had her own I’ve been asking myself recently if it’s in my nature to back away and ignore people whom I know will and want to do it all for me. Why do I … Continue reading

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“I live for the nights I can’t remember with the people I won’t forget”

I imagined they would sweep the room and keep a record. So much documented, but so little open to the world. There were so many rules to live by, it was easy to presume I was breaking the law, maybe … Continue reading

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My battles, your War

With the onset of a new year, a new start, even if unwanted, him and I fell apart. He played my childish games of boyfriends past. I let him. He soared through my infatuation with ease and ego. I watched … Continue reading

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CRINGE!!

I asked for what I wanted, from whom I wanted. BUT … wait for itt … before I could strut in my heels towards your sex of a body, I cowered in the corner and failed to seize what was … Continue reading

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Beautiful people

Since the age of 7 I only wanted to be friends with the ‘beautiful’ people, although this intrinsic vanity is alarming, what my childish criteria later allowed me to see was depth below the skin: it was the likes of … Continue reading

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