Category: humor and honesty
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if my sadness were a person, i think i’d ask her, what’s wrong? not because i don’t already know, but because i still want to hear her say it. at the end of everything, there’s never a real solution for me. i am the way i am because i am. but sometimes i wonder, what if i…
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a soft confession, somewhere between prayer and lullaby i know my mom loves me, like really loves me. the kind of love that folds itself up and gives you the biggest piece. she loves me more than she loves herself and sometimes i wish she didn’t. sometimes i wish she’d look in the mirror and…
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theres something about wanting more and the human soul that needs to be studied. why i feel the need to seek more life, joy, freedom, laughter, sadness. i have spent so much of my life yearning you would think i missed the good years and some i definetly did, because i am so desperately trying…
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i feel bad when i say how unfulfilled i have been recently in life. i work long days just to get by with impluse purchases and utility bills and nothing ever seems to feel enough. i dont feel enough. i wish i was good at something, i keep telling myself one day it will come…
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theres something interesting about coming back to north carolina, last time i was here i had just ended a relationship i never thought i would move on from. i was sickly heartbroken and inconsolable. i never thought i could sit on the same porch again and live to tell the story of how i moved…
Lesbihonest 