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Him – perfect
I thought he was perfect I thought he would uplift me I thought he would never get exhausted I thought he’ll never run Outta money I thought he’ll never run Outta energy I thought he had a perfect family I thought he’ll never need therapy I thought he would be romantic I thought he’ll never…
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How do I forgive myself?
How do I forgive myself for all the actions that i didn’t take. I am not a trash can to take all of your garbage. I want a shield for such fuckers. For my mental peace. I repent not yelling at those bastards who has thrown shit at me all this lifetime. I am always…
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spontaneity
No no I ain’t spontaneous, I need that security, prompt, calculation, rehearsal before I do anything! Otherwise I start to sweat profusely, stutter, stammer, talk irrelevant things, I think it’s simply in my genes or is it something I should have developed by now? All these years, all such moments, I have felt like a…
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Human err
I like human errors. They are simply beautiful. On the writing, painting, sculpting, whatever humans make, if there ain’t any error, it just doesn’t feel right! Flaws is what makes anyone human. To stutter, stammer is human, to act corrupt in that cute innocent human system is beautiful. Simply put, I like humans and the…
Purple Dudette 