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Cry

Yes, I'm fucked up. Yes, I'm crying on my way home. Again. And yes, I'm invested, you know that I am. I hate myself for being so weak. I hate myself for giving in. I don't know why I'm crying. I'm alright, I'll get home okay, thank you. That's what I tell the strangers who … Continue reading Cry

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Big Words, Tiny Truths

I don't need your big words and fancy sentences. I don't need your quotations of famous poets and people alike. I don't need the meticulous and the scrutinizing. I don't need your elaborate, instantaneous rivers of fearsome excuses. I don't need it to make sense all the time. All I need are tiny, meaningful truths.