enigmatic mami.
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So Much, so Little
I have so much to say, yet so little comes out of my mouth. my brain is a hoarder, and all my thoughts just pile, building mountains and mountains of clutter. so many unsaid things, so many regrets, so many different scenarios that run through my head, yet, there’s nothing I can change. It makes me feel helpless. It makes me feel powerless. My mind needs a cleansing to rid of all these thoughts, but like a hoarder, it’s hard for me to let these things go.
By enigmatic mami.6 years ago in Poets
Don’t Wait Up
I spent over three years of my life trying to make things work with someone who didn’t want me. I know, it sounds stupid, but in my head, I thought...Well, he keeps coming back for a reason, maybe we are meant to be together. Wrong. I learned that people don’t come back around because y’all are “meant to be together,” but because it’s easy. It’s easy to type up a small paragraph or make a phone call and talk up a good game on how you’re sorry and want to make things work. That’s all it takes for you to fall. Soon enough, they start slipping into their old ways; the inconsistency, you wondering what you’re doing wrong, and why you’re not good enough, what is it about you that you need to fix to make things work, why is it that you just can’t be enough for him?
By enigmatic mami.6 years ago in Humans