STRIPED MIND

Author: Isabella

  • Why are men stupid?

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    I genuinely ask this question every time I hear a man talk for the most part. They all think they are so superior to women, yet women CREATED THEM. Genuinely what is their fucking problem????? ??????????????????????????????? Obviously i’m in a mood today and probably shouldn’t publish this for the world to see, but I know…

  • Does everyone believe in love the same way?

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    Never able to outrun the question of what love means. ALL THESE WORDS. ALL THESE THOUGHTS. Boundlessly showing and giving vibrations. Laced with contradictions while our sun wakes and sets. Do you feel my utter? ALL THESE FEELINGS.

  • loveyouloveyouloveyou

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  • Who are we today sometimes?

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    Today I have an unexplained attitude. I wonder why she stays for so long I can choose to ignore her but Maybe she is here for a reason Maybe Ms. Unexplained is here to protect me from the evil spirits As I stand at the kitchen sink I notice my ear is ringing If I…

  • In the corner

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    Sometimes I’m not good at explaining how I feel Sometimes I am great at explain how I feel Today Well actually tonightfromtheotherday is where this emotion takes place. Positive. Positive. Positive. Positive. And positive again. What do I do Who do I tell This isn’t right and I can’t believe this is my life. But…

  • life in my time

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    sometimes you have to disappear for awhile in order to heal things you don’t know how to talk about. sometimes you have to disappear for awhile in order to heal things you don’t want to talk about. sometimes disappearing for life is what you need to do. disappearing means a messy room, messy living room,…

  • thisis sunday night

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    tonight i sit and think. the pounding intrusive thoughts. the lull baby. the water remembering. i continue to wonder why this world is so unknowing. if i could know this world. i would. i sit and think to wonder all the things you could know. all the things that you don’t know. you don’t understand…

  • in this nighttime:

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    i think when you know you could love someoneforever is when you know you know their flawed behavior doesn’t bother you that much. I want to break up with you is such a HEAVY thought. I think everyone goes through the torture to accept the “I no longer love you” thought. Does everyone in this…

  • LIKE THIS IN THE MORNING.

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    sitting. thinking. doing. Family group chat consist of all types of things. Today, this morning, voting. what does that even mean to you or me or everyone. To me… nothing. And to you… i can’t answer that. To everyone…. many things. I do want to know more about what it means to vote when this…