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It hurts

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I know that you used to love her. You admired her once. She was everything to you. She got your heart. You kissed her on her forehead. You told her that you loved her from the bottom of your heart. You told her that she was special. One af a kind.

Never have I ever believed that it would matter at all.

It does.

She’s the ghost who will never disappear. The woman who turns op again and again and each time increases the pain.

I want her out af my live. Out of ours.

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Drowning love

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You could change it. Made me feel that a change was possible.
That I could become a better person, a real lovable one of a
kind. And I wanted to believe it. I wanted to show myself that
something different could be the meaning of existence. It fills my
soul with disgust and evil desires. To blame you is not an option.
It’s all me. My small dark mind is calling from the inside and the
one to pay the price is us. Unfairly.

 

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A dirty thankless creature

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Welcome to the headquarter of duplicity. The place in which the fictional reality has reached a whole new level. The place where everyone wrap themselves in cotton wool and coloured scraps so they won’t be hurt by life. To see the reality as it is that’s so last season. Apparently. Sympathy and compassion belong to the past. As long as the nail polish is shining and we got many likes on the social medias everything will be okay, right?
I don’t like you human. You’re a dirty thankless creature.

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A few people got me.. most of them didn’t.

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I’m a human with a past. Some periods worse than others. It has resulted in a darker mind and a pessimistic approach to life. I miss all of these self destructive, creative, out of line periods. I felt like hell back then but it was magic. I was way out of line but things made sense. I stepped out from the crowd and did not give a shit for anyone or anything. I was alive.. affected or intoxicated the most of the time. But I had fun and people commented on it. A few people got me.. most of them didn’t. They were all conscientious and took responsibility. I did neither. It was real fucking art.

“No darkness. No clue. No me. No you.”
– @malenechristine

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