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I feel better and better with each stroke,

the tears cool down and my breathing slows.

This sensation, I have resisted for so long now,

finally releasing all thats inside once more.

The feeling of emptiness is restored,

and she continues as if the episode never happened. 


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This viel of ignorance is beginning to float upwards, I’m clawing at the seams, trying to seal the gaps.

I know in my mind that I shouldn’t get so upset and that I should move on, and that us not being together is for the best. But the rest of me just doesn’t want to listen.


I didn’t want to date you, until you didn’t want to date me. You weren’t present enough. But now I just don’t want to be alone. And you’re the best I’ve got so let’s be friends and stumble the deserted streets at night flinging our heads back with laughter that trails after us all the way up the stairs to your bedroom where we’ll cling to each other until the sun has well and truly declared her dominance. And when that time comes the magic fades and again we’re just two people.

I’m lying to myself, but it feels so fantastic.

It’s strange to think of the state I was in just a few days ago, I can barely remember it.

And it’s even stranger knowing I will be back there as soon as reality comes knocking on the door once more.

I dont want it to, I will wrap myself tight in my blankets, covering my head and pretend to not be home and beg silently for it to go away.

Call me naive, and stupid and delusional. But at the moment all is well.

I dont care for the repercussions, they can be added to the long list for the future to deal with.


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You are so young; you stand for beginnings. I would like to beg of you, dear friend, as well as I can, to have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will, gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day. Perhaps you are indeed carrying within yourself the potential to visualize, to design, and to create for yourself an utterly satisfying, joyful, and pure lifestyle. Discipline yourself to attain it, but accept that which comes to you with deep trust, and as long as it comes from your own will, from your own inner need.


Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet 

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