Oversharing Stories

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He doesn't have much time

You'll get the most heartfelt confessions made by an Introvert here. Hope you find it totally relatable! 💚 #1 - oversharing (26.5.2021)

ada, tapi tak terlihat ada, tapi tak dianggap ada, tapi seperti tidak berguna

Idk what om doing in life but I'm gonna rant about it here!! DONT READ IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC,RACIST TRANSPHOBIC OR ANY OTHER SHIT!!! I DONT LIKE U AND DONT WANT U HERE!!! Uhm, otherwise u can read <3

yeah

writing it down to get it out.

find your pain inside my book 🍃

I write a little. When I'm bored, sad, or just about random things I remember. Sometimes I read them again and I think "it's actually beautiful". So here lay my thoughts. Kind of clingy and dumb, most of them aren't well written but oversharing never killed anyone. Let's be honest on internet.

This poem tells the story of a girl who is trapped in a relationship that feels safe but also suffocating. She meets a man-older, wiser, and full of life-who, for a brief moment, makes her see the world differently. He isn't someone she can have or hold onto, but his words shake something inside her. He encourages her to live without regrets and let go of the love that only brings her pain. For a night, she lets herself be free. She laughs, she feels alive, and she believes she is finally stepping into a new version of herself. But when the sun rises, reality sets in. She reaches for the man again, seeking more of the warmth he gave her, but he pulls away. He has his own life, his own people, and she was never meant to be a part of it. When she shows even the smallest sign of attachment, he distances himself completely, leaving her hurt-not just because he left, but because she thought she had finally found a new beginning. In the end, she returns to the one who never left-the relationship she once tried to escape. It may not be exciting, it may not set her free, but it is steady, predictable, and always there. She realizes that while the stranger showed her a glimpse of something bigger, it was never hers to keep. And so, she moves on, not necessarily because she wants to, but because she has no other choice.

These are multiple poems I have written over the past year since my 9th grade English teacher got me into poetry. They are very dark and definitely not meant for people who are sensitive over the following topics: - Self Harm - Abuse - Verbal Abuse - Death - Anything about FNaF - Wanting Death - Heart Break - Muniplation

if you know me, don't read this, i hate most of you

For when I just need to rant about things or talk bc I overshare all the time lmao save me from myself

This is what it feels like to exist- unheard, unfinished, unhinged, etc.