cybrpizza:

a true poet can grasp the realness of life but i only muse over my intangible depression so here you go
cybrpizza:

the best
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The Bathroom Club
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Broken Bells - After The Disco
cybrpizza:

satan sent u an email and its ur head on a plate ;-)
cybrpizza:

this is drunk lucy in a dryer

10:53 am

cybrpizza:

I don’t feel that bursting urge to write anymore. Tears, if any, always come as a surprise to me. My feelings have flatlined.
When I returned home, I couldn’t help but to notice how excruciatingly small everything was. My bed—my tiny bed—is now too small for me. My room spans but a teaspoon. Maybe it’s all very meta or something of that nature. I’ve now outgrown my tiny hometown dollhouse. Everything about me is bigger. Simpler, really.

1:43 am

cybrpizza:

How is it that those who only touch your world for a moment make you ache the most? I miss that boy from music camp who told me I play beautifully three years ago more than I miss my own father. I miss the waves in slow motion from strangers on the street more than I miss the fact that I don’t play beautifully anymore. I know the palms of my hands all too well. I miss the unknown. Reality is harrowing.

7:23 pm

cybrpizza:

I really try to avoid goodbyes but they always end up hitting me square in the face. And I really hate them because they make me grasp change. I’d rather just pretend. “She said you two cried for a hour. I find that…extremely profound. It’s important to absorb what’s meaningful to you, and to feel it wholly. Because, when you absorb those moments, you’ll never lose them.” It’s even worse to be reminded of a goodbye.

8:52 pm

cybrpizza:

I just don’t feel anything anymore. Things hit me and imbed themselves in my skin but I don’t feel it. It’s more of an ache. A distant numbness. My hurt is equal to my disappointment, a bed of fleas I cannot rid myself of.

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cybrpizza:

I don’t necessarily believe that humans are inherently evil, per se, but I am starting to believe that humans are inherently selfish. Why does anyone do anything? To make a lasting impression. Whether it be on that boy, that girl, or this planet. Sure, at face value, that’s not quite the whole…

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cybrpizza:

I found out today that relationships can deteriorate. Not just be simply severed, but waste away, until all you share with that person are bitter memories of better days. It’s like a bad case of brain cancer. First, you are confused, you develop a weakness to this person. The basic act of…

2:21 pm

cybrpizza:

"My dad is coming over today."

Her dad is coming over today.

"And the adults are going to discuss college."

And her parents are going to discuss what she is too naive to understand.

"I feel odd. I hate how helpless I feel."

She hates seeing the two of them together. It makes her weak.

"I am…