Submissions by DarkPopPrincess (Princess Alia)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writer from the grave XXX
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
7th Dec 2024 11:02pm
7th Dec 2024 11:02pm
My Heart Is Breaking
I'm writing this story, Free. I know it feels right in my heart, but my feelings are getting stuck. The words are hardly coming out, and I just feel numb.
The raw feelings of my emotions won't come through. I believe in my story enough to know it's the bestseller that will make me money, but Josh, why did you have to leave?
Why did you have to go?
Maybe you're already in love with someone else, but I must go on as a writer and write these stories even with the horrible thought that you never cared. That you'll never appreciate and cry over the stories I...
The raw feelings of my emotions won't come through. I believe in my story enough to know it's the bestseller that will make me money, but Josh, why did you have to leave?
Why did you have to go?
Maybe you're already in love with someone else, but I must go on as a writer and write these stories even with the horrible thought that you never cared. That you'll never appreciate and cry over the stories I...
#apathy
#confusion
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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Published
6th Dec 2024 1:51pm
6th Dec 2024 1:51pm
If High school's Still The Same
Highschool runners passed me by on my walk I just came back from,
and I wonder if high school's still the same. The same as it always will, just like Josie said in Never Been Kissed.
I'm just glad I didn't have much social media at the time I was there. I think by the time I graduated (2011) there still was flip phones. I wouldn't know though because I wasn't obsessed with getting the latest gadgets.
I grew up in the 90's, a time when shows and music weren't censored nearly as much. And sexual innuendos were all throughout the kid shows. The shows and games...
and I wonder if high school's still the same. The same as it always will, just like Josie said in Never Been Kissed.
I'm just glad I didn't have much social media at the time I was there. I think by the time I graduated (2011) there still was flip phones. I wouldn't know though because I wasn't obsessed with getting the latest gadgets.
I grew up in the 90's, a time when shows and music weren't censored nearly as much. And sexual innuendos were all throughout the kid shows. The shows and games...
#hope
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Published
6th Dec 2024 12:57pm
6th Dec 2024 12:57pm
Learning How To Walk Again
My perfectionist tendencies will corner me at any moment. Checkmate, Sarah.
You didn't give yourself compassion today? Well, you're just a negative Nancy.
You didn't say positive affirmations? Well, you're just a loser who will never win.
You didn't exercise regularly and eat perfect meals? You are a slob.
You didn't feel special and you feel forever abandoned? You just have a victim mentality.
I'm Barbie becoming human, getting out of my plastic case. Learning to not be perfect. Learning to follow my heart. Learning that I know what will...
You didn't give yourself compassion today? Well, you're just a negative Nancy.
You didn't say positive affirmations? Well, you're just a loser who will never win.
You didn't exercise regularly and eat perfect meals? You are a slob.
You didn't feel special and you feel forever abandoned? You just have a victim mentality.
I'm Barbie becoming human, getting out of my plastic case. Learning to not be perfect. Learning to follow my heart. Learning that I know what will...
#TimeHeals
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
5th Dec 2024 7:15pm
5th Dec 2024 7:15pm
No More Pretending
No more putting up a description on a dating site, pretending I can be someone else's dream.
When all I am is the nightmare he cursed me with. The heartbreaker and deceitful liar
that there's no one else in my heart.
Stamped in my head.
I'm going this alone.
Too much lies, jealousy, and confusion.
Solitude is my friend, and it's healing me more
than a sea of dicks that want my pussy
and a chain and lock on my heart.
They can't tame me,
they can't control me.
I'm no longer...
When all I am is the nightmare he cursed me with. The heartbreaker and deceitful liar
that there's no one else in my heart.
Stamped in my head.
I'm going this alone.
Too much lies, jealousy, and confusion.
Solitude is my friend, and it's healing me more
than a sea of dicks that want my pussy
and a chain and lock on my heart.
They can't tame me,
they can't control me.
I'm no longer...
#TimeHeals
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Published
5th Dec 2024 6:56pm
5th Dec 2024 6:56pm
Giving Up on Love
I don't give up on love for myself and for my friends and family, but I do give up on romantic love.
I will honor the fact that I may need the rest of my life to process what happened with Josh and process what happened in my childhood and so forth. I need to do this alone without anyone by my side.
I know I'm more than worthy of a relationship, but the world doesn't see it that way. And that's not my fault. Not my doing.
People see me as a burden because of my mental illnesses, but I see myself as a vulnerable, caring woman who has loved deeply. Loved beyond...
I will honor the fact that I may need the rest of my life to process what happened with Josh and process what happened in my childhood and so forth. I need to do this alone without anyone by my side.
I know I'm more than worthy of a relationship, but the world doesn't see it that way. And that's not my fault. Not my doing.
People see me as a burden because of my mental illnesses, but I see myself as a vulnerable, caring woman who has loved deeply. Loved beyond...
#hope
#love
#respect #TimeHeals
#respect #TimeHeals
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
4th Dec 2024 11:51am
4th Dec 2024 11:51am
The Pool
One of the best days throughout these weeks I've been sick was the days I spent at the pool. My family isn't super rich or anything, but we're a part of this country club since we've been members for years. And the best part is going inside the hot tub, feeling the steamy water touch my skin. Feeling something like that caress my skin, makes the loneliness and heartbreak go away for a moment.
I switch between that and the waterfall in the pool. Thankfully, there's a ledge that makes it easier to get to. Feeling the water pour down my skin, rejuvenating my entire body. I feel at...
I switch between that and the waterfall in the pool. Thankfully, there's a ledge that makes it easier to get to. Feeling the water pour down my skin, rejuvenating my entire body. I feel at...
#gratitude
#TimeHeals
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Published
4th Dec 2024 11:32am
4th Dec 2024 11:32am
Just Like You Always Wanted
On second thought, I don't think I ever bear to see Josh again. Not after him leaving me again. I blocked him again. I know people probably think I'm obsessed by now, but I don't care. It left a mark on my soul, and I'm just trying to accept my experience as it is, not as I would have it.
I know what my last words would be if I ever ran into him, if we ever talked.
"You never have to deal with me again, Josh. I'll be dying of my illnesses, isn't that great? You'll never have to deal with me ever again just like you always wanted. It's a win-win really. You get to be...
I know what my last words would be if I ever ran into him, if we ever talked.
"You never have to deal with me again, Josh. I'll be dying of my illnesses, isn't that great? You'll never have to deal with me ever again just like you always wanted. It's a win-win really. You get to be...
#apathy
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd Dec 2024 9:50pm
3rd Dec 2024 9:50pm
Putting The Blame Back On Those Who Have Hurt Me
I almost went into a self harm spiral, but I stopped myself,
and instead, I yelled at them instead of myself.
This is progress.
Yes, blame society,
fuck blaming myself.
and instead, I yelled at them instead of myself.
This is progress.
Yes, blame society,
fuck blaming myself.
#redemption
#strength
#TimeHeals
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Published
1st Dec 2024 2:55am
1st Dec 2024 2:55am
Realizing I Got Everything I Ever Wanted
Religious trauma had told me to believe in the white picket fence narrative.
That I must be married to be sexually and spiritually complete, and that I must have tons of babies. And yes, while I do wish for a kid, my logic overrides and just relaxes and says, "You know, I'm too tired for that. I wish to be free. Childfree forever."
I already got my dream with Josh... I'm realizing that. I'm forever stuck in the friendzone like I want- Link and Zelda in that old Cartoon show. Except Link gets his sexy kiss and that sexy Princess. I never want this to change! ...
That I must be married to be sexually and spiritually complete, and that I must have tons of babies. And yes, while I do wish for a kid, my logic overrides and just relaxes and says, "You know, I'm too tired for that. I wish to be free. Childfree forever."
I already got my dream with Josh... I'm realizing that. I'm forever stuck in the friendzone like I want- Link and Zelda in that old Cartoon show. Except Link gets his sexy kiss and that sexy Princess. I never want this to change! ...
#ForbiddenLove
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Published
30th Nov 2024 7:29pm
30th Nov 2024 7:29pm
Feel Too Immobilized to Write Sometimes
As a girl who went through severe abuse, I often have staring spells, feeling so catatonic.
Can't get myself to write a lot of times. The words get stuck in my throat, in dark recesses of my mind.
My brain can't handle what they did to me... But again, I know I'm crawling,
and I will make myself out of the well
like Samara Morgan
but not haunt others
but to teach them
how to really love
even as a person who thought she never could
Can't get myself to write a lot of times. The words get stuck in my throat, in dark recesses of my mind.
My brain can't handle what they did to me... But again, I know I'm crawling,
and I will make myself out of the well
like Samara Morgan
but not haunt others
but to teach them
how to really love
even as a person who thought she never could
#memories
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
30th Nov 2024 12:58pm
30th Nov 2024 12:58pm
Even The Rats Comfort Her
Unlike many, she's happy, happy that living beings are in our house that's she's able to interact with. That she's able to see and smile at.
The little mouseys roam all in her home, but she's not mad at their presence. She's happy knowing something usually unwanted can be welcome by her. That her welcoming the unwelcoming makes her happy.
Because deep down inside she knew she was unwelcome. That there was no place made for her other than the temple she wants to create.
She wants to save the impossible because she was impossible to love.
The little mouseys roam all in her home, but she's not mad at their presence. She's happy knowing something usually unwanted can be welcome by her. That her welcoming the unwelcoming makes her happy.
Because deep down inside she knew she was unwelcome. That there was no place made for her other than the temple she wants to create.
She wants to save the impossible because she was impossible to love.
#TimeHeals
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Published
30th Nov 2024 4:49am
30th Nov 2024 4:49am
Validating My Experience and Honoring My Feelings
"Just be positive" isn't the answer.
What really works is no longer gaslighting myself about how I truly feel.
And that how I truly feel is an indicator of what I've experienced.
I've been treated like a girl at the edge of an abyss, willingly pushed in over and over on purpose.
She just wanted to be loved,
and when Josh (someone she truly loved) left,
her world crashed.
She resented how much she could love someone
who willingly left her
and when the nurses said he cared,
it...
What really works is no longer gaslighting myself about how I truly feel.
And that how I truly feel is an indicator of what I've experienced.
I've been treated like a girl at the edge of an abyss, willingly pushed in over and over on purpose.
She just wanted to be loved,
and when Josh (someone she truly loved) left,
her world crashed.
She resented how much she could love someone
who willingly left her
and when the nurses said he cared,
it...
#ForbiddenLove
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