In the Kingdom By The Sea: Archive

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I knew it would come to this, but deep down I hoped it wouldn’t. I feel like crying because I hate placing anyone under any situation that I have been through. I’m the last person someone should love.

Apr 7th

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You have no name and there is no way I can refer to you by a name. But I don’t want you to love me, only care for me. I don’t want you to like me but only wish the best for me. I don’t want you to think of me at all that way I just want you to treat me like a mutual friend. I don’t want to say no to you. I don’t want to feel like I have to push you away. My...

Mar 23rd

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You talk about community and starting at the source. You talk about things I never heard many people care about before. You talk about all these things that make you insightful, experienced, intelligent. A man too good to be true. Beautiful, pleasing for the eyes to behold. So could I be imagining it? Stealing glances? Attempt to gain a bit of attention? You say you might have seen, met me...

Feb 24th

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Once the dreams stop, I know I have to stop. Stop thinking about you in *any* way possible because this silly, stupid crush on you is so unhealthy. It literally, screams “desperate”. I should be to blame, not you. Because I jump to conclusions with any little bit of attention shown my way. But you don’t even know what in the world is going on. Not one bit. It’s just me and...

Feb 10th

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Sometimes I wonder where you are and if it was true what you said to me… that you could love me the way you said you would.

Jan 12th

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Jan 12th

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“Thanks” that’s all I got. I wanted to hurl the phone across the room, cut my connections to you. After all the effort to maintain in “contact” that’s all I got. I let it cool off. That’s okay. Just when I had enough time to think it all through, another text. This time, just like old times. Just a simple line to remind me that we were somewhat still...

Jan 1st

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Special. It keeps replaying over my mind. Special. Especial. spe·cial (adjective) \ˈspe-shəl\ 1. distinguished by some unusual quality; especially : being in some way superior <our special blend> What is it that you saw in me? Or “you”. Or you. Or even you. Something that placed me above the rest? Or are they just lies, lies like...

Dec 12th

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“You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim...”

– Anna Akhmatova [You Will Hear Thunder]

Oct 29th

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I long for a light caress Across my skin my hands my lips something sweet and tender loving and raw something that will make me feel whole complete and satisfied I long for the day I get to feel loved.

Oct 28th

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Oct 28th

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Sometimes it comes off as a seething pain. Not searing, seething. Not a pain that sears through me from the inside. But a pain that seethes out. A mixture of anger, loneliness, and disappointment. Something that I can’t control. That takes over me, without reason. It’s days, hours, months of incubation… escaping tearing searing blistering seething out of me and out to...

Oct 13th

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I think I like someone and I really don’t want to like them. But I think I’m just confusing these feelings, since I haven’t really liked anyone in a long time…

Sep 25th

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Sep 11th

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Woke up with you imprinted on my mind. A dream. A field trip? A get together? Details never matter… But we were together. Together in the sense that I with you and you with me. But they thought it was you and me. Boyfriend? No. Silence. And a touch of the finger tips on the back of my neck, the brush of your hand across my jaw, sweeping and talking into my hair… Maybe I...

Sep 9th

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Sep 8th

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Sep 8th

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Sep 8th

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I get my hopes up too much. I can’t help it. If their is even the slightest, I’ll jump to it. I need to stop. I need to stop before I get hurt. Or even worse, before I hurt somebody.

Sep 8th

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