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morphine.
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oh, people:
i dont know what to say.
i wont say it.
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badbye.
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morphine.
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never anything left unsaid
i just recycle myself
because im tired.
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Wild Monkey Rapist
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I think neal_boortz left something out last night.... LMAO
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A
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Oh, c'mon. It's all completely anonymous, and we're all very understanding people here. We're practically all potheads, after all. If not crackheads.
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Syrope
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i'm neither pothead OR crackhead
but i'm sensing a lot of these "left_unsaids" around me lately...relationships are so complicated.
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O_A
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There are so many things we've left unsaid and sometimes it was right and sometimes it was wrong. I'm not sorry that I said it. It's been left unsaid too long.
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thestoryteller
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her royal highness the quirk
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the silence has been too much
and it's happening again
same situation, different person
am i such a horrible person that i just attract this kind of stuff
nothing like a good kick in the ass (multiple kicks!) to make me reevaluate my life
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oldephebe
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Oh no my god..never leave anything out..never leave any..THING unsaid still burning in your heart...more later
..back to buffy...
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oldephebe
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i mean forget about all the bull**** postures of nihilism and riffs on Kierkegard..you know, "what my mouth says is already dead in my heart"..dark brooding gloom bloom..always carrying the cloud and falsely proud of our deep enigmatic exacerbating personas..that is total polished porcelain camode filler..okay?!!!
"Men..we have to say the things in US to those we love..to those we hate..but especially to those we love..we have to lose all of the conditioning..all the bs societal and gender and parental conditioning that says male strength equals Oh he of the taciturn, he of the testosterone, he of the twin tides that tear us from our hearts redemption, our one chance maybe at something that's going to give us a fott hold and a resting place in this world hurtling towards hell...i can't speak for women..you know 'cause me being a guy and all..so..how does one develope an honest and true vocabulary of the heart?well..it definately ain't gonna get done by reading some of the stuff i write..dense pillar of petrified prose that i am..it's all lost in the strata..the details and the data..
just take a little time and sit quietly and listen..i mean really listen to what you FEEL..paint it or sing it or write it down..how do we make our hearts brave AND honest? i love you so much..yes you..with your new highlights and 'in your face walk' and all the infuriating and pricelss things that bubble up out of you.and i'm not afraid..right now i'm not afraid of my heart..i'm not afraid of BEING afraid of looking ridiculous right now because..yeah maybe i'm emphatic and dramatic and you hey you..it's me and you and let these next words be the opening or the epitaph of whatever we have..whatever we will have..i mean because goddamnit we are the nights eternally young child..what is shaped in love..rose blush and newly made by our mouths is going to be eternally young...this night is going to become a part of forever..so i feel like a thousand squirmy things are doing something unsavory in my belly..that's cool..'cause i've already taken the first few steps..can't turn back now..."
hell..i'm no pimp, i'm no golden tongued salesmen..but there is an irrefutable power in truth..in honest emotion..in letting someone SEE your heart's flame up close..'cause man once you see your heart's light reflected in her eyes..Oh god that's a look that that'll sustain you..in the dark and dreary shallows of staghood..or bachelorhood..or the drought of datelessness..or open up and let it fly free..whatever is in you for that girl..for that estranged sibling..for that parent..open up and let it fly free..cause there is some damn WONDERFUL
music in there my friend...
yeah in YOU
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iNsEcUrE_GoTh_GiRl
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hell yeah!
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oldephebe
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i never say it out loud
and i'm
falsely proud
of my
make you pull your hair
and pound the ground
persona
how i can put you
in your place
with my
inscrutable
plaster of paris
*pause*
*for the cause*
*of*
*ME*
.....
(please)
put on the
paradox
face
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stork daddy
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but we carry the shared burden of knowing it inexactly, knowing it's destruction. molehills are mountains if you're an ant. then i guess real mountains would be too big to even see, the trouble you don't know you're in yet.
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jane
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traitor
smile
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oldephebe
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hmm on the whole estranged sibling and parent thing...Is it worth it to cast pearls before swine? Can sociopathic manipulators even COMPETANTLY mime a reasonable verisimilitude of an empathic projection? Beyond their own pathological and vain and despotic sense of things?
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Erin Lee
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if you choose to leave something unsaid then you have a luxury. freedom to decide whether or not to speak sounds glorious. better than the fear of speaking. wondering if you'll be taken seriously -- worrying that you'll be shunned or worse -- not realizing that you have something to say.
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LS
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I'im still working on this myself, but I think it best to try to never say anything that isn't helpful, true, and well timed.
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