"She was so much better at being alone; being alone came more naturally to her. She led a life of deliberate solitude, and if occasional loneliness crept in, she knew how to work her way out...
Or even better, how to sink in and absorb it's particular comforts."

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"How did you get so empty?"

"When people leave, they take a part of me with them. So many have left that there's nothing left to take."

"Please don't be sad."

"You can't be sad when you're empty. You can't be anything."

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"I hate getting flashbacks from things I want to forget."

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"That physical feeling of extreme pain: Seeing the person you love love someone else."

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"Yes, I'm jealous. Why? Because she's beautiful and I'm...well....me."
  • Portland, Oregon
  • JoinedJuly 9, 2017



Story by ShuKitty
Strange Confession Poems by ShuKitty037
Strange Confession Poems
I'm just a fucked up child with some fucked up poems. I'm not the best poet, but hey...at least I tried, righ...