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its april.
that means napowrimo
a month of poetry.
but i'm sure for me
it will be a month long
reminder
of how not over
and how mad
i still am at you.
and why i stopped writing
cause it feels like
i'm choking
instead of breathing.
that means napowrimo
a month of poetry.
but i'm sure for me
it will be a month long
reminder
of how not over
and how mad
i still am at you.
and why i stopped writing
cause it feels like
i'm choking
instead of breathing.
the last chapter here.
my loves.
its been so long since i was here, and so much in my life has moved, shifted, healed and changed.
all for the better. just so much better and calmer and happier.
i've stopped being bitter about g and f and ghost boy. all in the past, all bruises have healed and i'm done making them reappear for the sake of words that sound pretty but just make my insides hurt.
the boy who i've been with for 9 years, the boy who broke my heart before i created this account, the boy who i've been with since i was 13 and who i've fought with and made up a million times since , asked me to be his forever on new years day this year, and i couldnt pos
perhaps.
napowrimo is almost upon us,
and this account is feeling more like home again.
i dont know if anyone is still here, but i might be less of a ghost in the coming weeks.
please bare with me, my words are incredibly new to me, i feel like i'm learning all over again.
-stacie
-announcement-
i made this account 3 years ago the night before valentines day.
i was hurt, i was angry and i had outgrown the account before this one long before.
on this account i have grown, i have turned from a hurting and melodramatic 17 year old with a penchant
for metaphors about oceans and bruises and bones, who had too many ghosts that were mostly self inflicted into a bitter and sarcastic almost 21 year old whose muse is a dysfunctional relationship between two gay men.
some of my greatest pieces are within this account.
i've compiled two books and gotten a DD.
i made friends, fell in love, and lost almost everyone again.
most are gone no
30.
i write still
and i still submit here
and try and contribute
but i feel like this place has little to nothing
left to offer me anymore.
almost everyone has left
and people too often fave and run
without commenting
or trying to communicate.
i just dont feel like i belong here anymore.
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