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and now my fears, they come to me in threes.
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i will not always be strong. i will not be afraid to recognize when i am weak.
December 18, 2025 at 4:41 PM
i will not always be strong. i will not be afraid to recognize when i am weak.
i have a bad feeling about this!
December 18, 2025 at 1:41 PM
i have a bad feeling about this!
many of the truths we cling to depend greatly on our own point of view.
December 18, 2025 at 10:41 AM
many of the truths we cling to depend greatly on our own point of view.
the laws of the universe mean nothing!
December 18, 2025 at 7:40 AM
the laws of the universe mean nothing!
do you even miss us? your bottle’s your mistress.
December 18, 2025 at 4:40 AM
do you even miss us? your bottle’s your mistress.
it has to be so lonely to be the only one who’s holy.
December 18, 2025 at 1:39 AM
it has to be so lonely to be the only one who’s holy.
if home is where the heart is, then we're all just fucked.
December 17, 2025 at 10:38 PM
if home is where the heart is, then we're all just fucked.
i’m just not cut out for being a princess, i’m afraid. pirating's much more my style.
December 17, 2025 at 7:38 PM
i’m just not cut out for being a princess, i’m afraid. pirating's much more my style.
what’s heaven to a woman's love? what’s god to your wife?
December 17, 2025 at 4:38 PM
what’s heaven to a woman's love? what’s god to your wife?
i knew nothing of friendship before we met. and i will always consider you such.
December 17, 2025 at 1:37 PM
i knew nothing of friendship before we met. and i will always consider you such.
i feel alone here and cold here (though i don't want to die) / but the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside.
December 17, 2025 at 10:37 AM
i feel alone here and cold here (though i don't want to die) / but the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside.
i feel alone here and cold here (though i don't want to die) / but the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside.
December 17, 2025 at 7:37 AM
i feel alone here and cold here (though i don't want to die) / but the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside.
i hate not being able to hold my lover's hand (except under some dimly lit table, afraid of being who i am).
December 17, 2025 at 4:38 AM
i hate not being able to hold my lover's hand (except under some dimly lit table, afraid of being who i am).
put your emptiness to melody, your awful heart to song.
December 17, 2025 at 1:36 AM
put your emptiness to melody, your awful heart to song.
ah, réponds, réponds à ma tendresse! verse-moi, verse-moi l’ivresse!
December 16, 2025 at 10:35 PM
ah, réponds, réponds à ma tendresse! verse-moi, verse-moi l’ivresse!
i love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
December 16, 2025 at 7:36 PM
i love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
i don't think life is quite that simple.
December 16, 2025 at 4:35 PM
i don't think life is quite that simple.
though this is the end of the age of heroes, it has saved its best for last.
December 16, 2025 at 1:34 PM
though this is the end of the age of heroes, it has saved its best for last.
love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. it’s like a religion. it’s terrifying. no one will ever want to sleep with you.
December 16, 2025 at 10:34 AM
love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. it’s like a religion. it’s terrifying. no one will ever want to sleep with you.
and i want it so bad / i’d shoot the sunshine into my veins.
December 16, 2025 at 7:32 AM
and i want it so bad / i’d shoot the sunshine into my veins.
it’s days like this that get you high on life! but you, sirs, are harshing my buzz!
December 16, 2025 at 4:32 AM
it’s days like this that get you high on life! but you, sirs, are harshing my buzz!
i can be manipulated only so many times / before even “i love you” starts to sound like a lie.
December 16, 2025 at 1:33 AM
i can be manipulated only so many times / before even “i love you” starts to sound like a lie.
put your emptiness to melody, your awful heart to song.
December 15, 2025 at 10:32 PM
put your emptiness to melody, your awful heart to song.
is it worth the journey, or do i let my heart settle here?
December 15, 2025 at 7:33 PM
is it worth the journey, or do i let my heart settle here?
i can be manipulated only so many times / before even “i love you” starts to sound like a lie.
December 15, 2025 at 4:31 PM
i can be manipulated only so many times / before even “i love you” starts to sound like a lie.