I’m not going to lie just to keep you around

you hurt my heart
but it’s happened before
so if you’re trying to break me
(you already have)
if you’re trying to make me
(someone I’m not)
if you don’t get your way
then you’re done
if I don’t say
sorry all the time
for things I’m not sorry for
yet you never apologize for anything
you do
then why am I trying so hard
to be with you?
you’re not trying to be with me
you’re just trying to make me do what you want
and I need to be good to myself
(you’ll never be)
I appreciate the things you’ve done for me
but it doesn’t take away
all the things you take away
from my soul
how would you feel?
I don’t think you do
you have no empathy
so I don’t think you can understand
(anyone other than yourself)

whatever the case is.
love isn’t what you give
love isn’t what I feel from you
you want control.
you need to always be right
even when you act wrong
there is no compromise
or respect from you
loving you
is killing me
and YOU WILL NEVER SEE
(yourself)
when all you see
is the wrong
and the bad
of me (that you believe)
I know I’m more than you allow me to be
and now I see
that you’ll never see
how you are.

and people like you never change
it’s easier to blame me for everything
than to see yourself and change.

the easy way out is to leave
and that’s all you ever do
so this time I’m not stopping you


The short end

For All the times you don’t show an effort

You’re making me care less

And I’m not gonna go out of my way to show you what you never show me on your own.

Think about that

Why would i?

I don’t see anything from you that is keeping me around

You want fair but you never give it

You think it’s ok

To do this

I put my faith in you

And you do this

Over what?

Something so stupid and insignificant

After everything

My heart is in it

And you do this?

This is not OK

This time it’s not okay

And I’m not okay

That’s all.

But you destroyed me

For the last time.

Laugh at this.

Ha

I’m not laughing

I’m leaving

I have nothing to live for

This is what

I never wanted to feel again

But this time

Will be the last

Things come and go so fast

I’m always left behind

Without a thought

Oh well

You got

What you wanted

At my expense

But I’m out

My heart hurts too much

And it’s all coming to a vicious end anyways

Nothing good ever stays

So long. .. Long long

Gone

Thank you

Goodnight

Goodbye

Bye bye

Fly fly

Sigh sigh

Die die

Bye

Sometimes I wish

You could be as wonderful as you are

When we are together

And laughing

And loving

Moments like these that are more difficult

Don’t need to stay this way

But you need to make an effort and dedicate yourself to making it better – for each other.

Not give up

Like you always do

Giving up when it gets hard is so easy and weak.

I didn’t think that would be you

But I guess I was wrong.

Sometimes I wish

You could be as wonderful as you are

When we are together

And laughing

And loving

Moments like these that are more difficult

Don’t need to stay this way

But you need to make an effort and dedicate yourself to making it better – for each other.

Not give up

Like you always do

Giving up when it gets hard is so easy and weak.

I didn’t think that would be you

But I guess I was wrong.

I think when someone speaks and is sharing something with someone else – if the other person listening is really interested in what the person sharing has to say will listen and try to find a way to relate and shares back how they relate as a way to convey that they understand or are trying to understand . That’s not trying to take away anything from the person sharing. It’s a way of connecting

Now if one person expressing themselves to another or sharing something with another gets a reaction or is immediately cut off and not listened to it creates a lack of connection and makes the person trying to share feel unimportant or not listened to. There’s no listening or relating or connecting.

If someone is sharing something to someone else as a way of getting to teach the other person something – it’s very important to not point out faults in the person they are trying to help. It’s not helpful when one person acts like they know everything about the situation the other is going through. Especially when they don’t listen to the specific situation or experience and feelings of the person they are trying to “help”

It’s not that the person trying to help had any bad intentions they just aren’t effectively teaching anything. It’s their approach that creates tension.

In the same regard the person they are trying to teach isn’t just “not ready” or “not listening” or “un-teachable” most likely they feel attacked or don’t feel open to hearing what someone with that kind of approach has to say especially when the person trying to help doesn’t care to listen to how they feel or what they want to express.

Both aren’t wrong.

However the person wanting to help and teach has to be aware of their approach and deliverance in order for them to actually get through or reach the person they are trying to help

It should be a conversation that comes from the heart

Practicing radical acceptance

The more you try to push someone to change or to listen to you cause you think you know better – the less someone wants to listen.

And no one wants to listen to someone who doesn’t listen to them in return

Tonight

Was a great night

Where is my home?

Why do I feel like I’m not home?

I kept busy today

Had a lot to do

But I still don’t feel at home

I am just fine

I am just okay

I am great

Down in the park is playing

And people are talking

Katy put the shelf I bought for under my bathroom sink together

No one else could figure it out

I played drums until my fingers bled

I made a lot of drinks

And didn’t wear any makeup

Everything was nice tonight

But I still don’t feel at home

Why don’t i feel at home?

Wanna go for a ride?

Brush it

Under

The rug

That is your cover

You don’t have to be a lover

But a hater?

Be more original

Or don’t be at all

Die by the morning

The minute I enter

A different zip code

I have already begun

Mourning you.

I will not attend your funeral

Wearing robes of black

Draped down to the ground

And you even further below

I will not shed a tear

In public

I will not visit your grave

Jealous eyes

Are watching

Me

Forgetting you

They won’t be saved

The ground we walk on

Is shifting

Ever so slightly

The things you’ve done

Aren’t taken so lightly

It’s time to start a new

Goodbye

Rest well

For the long sleep

And the long farewell

This finale is long overdo

please let me keep this memory

random thoughts
took a train
i don’t feel very well today
pages ripped out
Hi Hello Hi
Do I know you?
It changes a lot.
you don’t know, do you?
You are lost and gone forever
Take care then
I have lots of drinks
Two Blue Ruins
Come On.
I mean, it’s just blank
a night picnic
Ouch! Fuck it.
what if it breaks?
i don’t… know any.
i’m so tired
what are you doing here?
i have to go to sleep now
quiet
get it off your head
she looks at me like she doesn’t even know who i am
why?
give it a rest
make a clean break
excuse me?
i apologize
was not happy and wanted to move on
she’s like that
why? why? why?
we want to empty your home
we want to empty your life
wake up
work backwards from there
nothing you’ll miss
i don’t understand
I don’t know if i like this
Just take it easy.
This is the last time i saw you
our situation is a little weird
do you have any idea?
you’re not ready.
it’s going it’s going
all the pain confusion
Poor guy
beyond good and evil
you don’t tell me things
i tell your everything
what do you write in there?
i don’t know
do you love me?
let him go
to let people begin again
it’s beautiful
adults are this mess of sadness
make it all go away
nothing makes any sense.
nothing makes any sense.
nothing makes any sense

August

August comes from the Latin word augustus, meaning “consecrated” or “venerable,” which in turn is related to the Latin augur, meaning “consecrated by augury or “auspicious.” In 8 B.C. the Roman Senate honored Augustus Caesar, the first Roman emperor, by changing the name of their month “Sextilis” to “Augustus.”

The air is hot

And you can’t even breathe

Without tears (of sweat)

Pouring down your face

Now has come the time

To disappear without a trace

Will anything

Or anyone

Be missed

?

I don’t know

Maybe after

Right now we think this is hell

But where we go

And end up

Might be much

Much worse

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