Fuck Up
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A girl who struggles with life in her own petty way....Or is it just what they say? Dreams and hopes crushed only to be reduced into something else, like a supernova: bright and colorful- Wow, as much as I love poetry I'm not gonna start of this story like some Shakespearean nitwit. This is the story of my life, and this is the summary. So might as well not blow it. Anygay, I'm Agatha, you can call me Aggie. This story will be filled with my weird imagination and all my fuck ups. Note: This story has nothing to do with the author. Trigger Warnings: Cursing, self harm, and drugs.
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There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit down in this circle. Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you. At night, your beloved wanders. Don't accept consolations. Close your mouth against food. Taste the food. You moan, "She left me." "He left me." Twenty more will come. Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being. There's a strange frenzy in my head, of birds, flying, each particle circulating on its own. Is the one I love everywhere? Drunks fear the police, but the police are drunk too. People in this town love them both like different chess pieces. ----------------------------------- All things that we hide in our hearts eat us alive. This book is - full of emotions, love, care and agitation. Well, you need to read this to know what's in. Moreover, It consists of quotes, snippets, poems, bits of advice...Ummm simply deep and random stuff. Go Ahead! HIGHEST rank #1 in poetry as of 19.02.2018 ----------------------------------- 4/10/17 --- 19/04/18

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