DarkMistress0420

Do you ever just feel like suddenly everything stops? Do you ever feel just crushed completely? Does desperation come naturally..? Is it a bad thing to so desperately want...? Do you ever feel so bittersweetly overwhelmed- like a tidal wave of melancholy crashing down on you, drowning you?
          	
          	
          	
          	Well, I do. 

Avian_Mrix

Too fatigued to go on* (I hate autocorrect)
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Avian_Mrix

@DarkMistress0420 The very concept of life is overwhelming. The tides are swallowing you. You hypervent, your lungs concluding their journey as they fill with water. The burning sensation in the hollows of your tormented chest. You feel helpless, hopeless... too fatigued, go on. But, as soon as you continue to fight... you swim. You swim to the surface, cough the excessive water out of your drowned lungs. Then, you respire - and bask in that delicious oxygen. The very oxygen that offers a chance. A shallow reminder of your determination. Life is unmiskable. Hardship at its most. But, each breath, each sight of the crescent moon and starry firnaments. Each sunrise and sundown, each beautiful whistle of the zephyr... are home. Your home. You may not be the popular one, or you feel anxiety and crushed. However, that inferno is burrowed within you. You just need to unleash it and let none extinguish it. 
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DarkMistress0420

Do you ever just feel like suddenly everything stops? Do you ever feel just crushed completely? Does desperation come naturally..? Is it a bad thing to so desperately want...? Do you ever feel so bittersweetly overwhelmed- like a tidal wave of melancholy crashing down on you, drowning you?
          
          
          
          Well, I do. 

Avian_Mrix

Too fatigued to go on* (I hate autocorrect)
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Avian_Mrix

@DarkMistress0420 The very concept of life is overwhelming. The tides are swallowing you. You hypervent, your lungs concluding their journey as they fill with water. The burning sensation in the hollows of your tormented chest. You feel helpless, hopeless... too fatigued, go on. But, as soon as you continue to fight... you swim. You swim to the surface, cough the excessive water out of your drowned lungs. Then, you respire - and bask in that delicious oxygen. The very oxygen that offers a chance. A shallow reminder of your determination. Life is unmiskable. Hardship at its most. But, each breath, each sight of the crescent moon and starry firnaments. Each sunrise and sundown, each beautiful whistle of the zephyr... are home. Your home. You may not be the popular one, or you feel anxiety and crushed. However, that inferno is burrowed within you. You just need to unleash it and let none extinguish it. 
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DarkMistress0420

I made a discord server for requests and or ideas if anyone is interested 

Celestial_Scorpio

@DarkMistress0420 I am. The link doesn't work anymore
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DarkMistress0420

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          I have officially begun writing my first original work, "Those who Hear." Please give it a read, and if you fancy it, a vote. I would love to hear feedback in the comments too! ((Of course you don't have to do any of this, but i would really appreciate it.))
          
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