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Journal (2014-current)

by hurtporn

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March 09, 2019

12/09/2017 1:40 AM

HERE I AM AGAIN DISPLACED AND DRIFTING, FAILING NOT TO SINK IN THIS ABYSS OF LONLINESS. I CANNOT CATCH MY BREATH, THIS SWEET ASPHYXIATION THAT I KNOW ALL TO WELL DROWNS ME IN MY SORROWS. PANGS OF...


March 09, 2019

12/2017

I dream about rotting away into a million tiny pieces. The hurting is intense, but the numbness is somehow worse. Like the more this continues to happen time and time again, the less I’ll stop fe...


March 05, 2019

Dumpster Heart

My heart is a dumpster A vessel for unwanted baggage You may unload it into me fill me fill me fill me up I ache so much for purpose; I consume gladly Until the day I am full No longer ab...


June 28, 2018

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I put all my eggs in your basket And you broke them. You plucked them one by one And reveled in my misery.


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Entries from my personal journal.