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Bus thoughts
I envy those who’ve never known Loneliness.
She is not just empty space—she’s a presence,
cold fingers brushing the back of your neck
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penny for your thoughts?
i have everything i ever wanted,
the iphone, the apps, the friends, the clothes
but,
im still not who i wanted to be
im sorry, how can i be better?
do i work harder?
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pensées sur le chou-fleur
cut the cauliflower, as they cut you
wash the cauliflower, when you wash away your sorrow
sprinkle pepper
sprinkle salt
sprinkle cheese
sprinkle love & home, until it's enough
Loves
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Bus thoughts
I envy those who’ve never known Loneliness.
She is not just empty space—she’s a presence,
cold fingers brushing the back of your neck
when no one’s watching. -
"What's your favorite color?"
When I was younger I used to ask my mom what her favorite color was and she said she didn’t have one.
This confused me,
How could one go through life without a favorite color?
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Nothing anymore
For years when I would look at your face, I saw my future, my life, my whole world in your eyes, but today I for once just saw your face. The same lips that I had once longed to kiss, the same eyes that I would get lost in, yet I felt nothing.
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