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necter

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  1. How a certain guy makes me feel, even if he doesn't feel the same.
  2. Sometimes I wonder if love always feels this way. So many thoughts that I just have to get them out. Have to put them down on paper. To many thoughts to sort through. No understanding the meanings of the words I write. The feelings I feel. He lays besides me. The most beautiful person in the world. Does he know what he does to me? What hes done to me? Love is the most profound way of describing it, though that is not the word I feel. It goes so much deeper than that. I'm not sure what he really
  3. I'm looking for a good story to read while i wait for my favorite person to update, any suggestion would be helpful.
  4. I guess that my life as an adult started when I was in the 6th grade. I had just turned eleven, or would be in a couple of months. I know it sounds odd to think of my self as an adult at that age, but the truth is at that age I could take care of my self more than most people in their twenties or thirties. Maybe I’m getting a little ahead of my self here. Let’s start off with me introducing myself to you. My name is Joseph. I am twenty years old and with the advice of my therapist I decide to wr
  5. necter

    What You See

    this is just a feeling
  6. necter

    Chapter 1

    What can you see, when you look at me? So you see me as strong, as someone who would hold on. When death is staring me in the eye, do you think I’ll look to the sky, and tell the gods no, that I’m not ready to go? Will you see me as week, when tears flow down my cheek? And as I remember that day, that I gave my innocence away. Will you think that I’m sick, when you see the choices I’ve picked? Will the illusion bubble be burst, when you see me at my w
  7. this is a dream i once had
  8. Talking, and talking, and still more talking. No end to the words that comes for my mind. Endless chatter and meaningless unfulfilled promises to myself, family, friends, and strangers. No one wants them. Hating everything and everyone. Being hated back be everyone and everything back in turn. Time stands still, and still move at a snails pace. The glimmer of metal. Thoughts are now just consequential. Wanting to give myself up to the darkness. Take me now please I beg, but it never comes. Too s
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