Alxh07

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Alxh07
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Member Since 19th October 2017
Alxh07 joined 2374 days ago and last visited 2215 days ago
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About Me

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Using this as a soundoff
Totally lost my shit recently
Was institutionalized
Took too many bars
Just wanted to feel nothing
Writing has always come from a dark place
No happy endings here
Trying to document my journey
Back to feeling


Maybe I want too much. Maybe I'm too hopeful. I believe that there is still so so much good in the world. I believe we are imperfect. I myself am made of flaws entirely. I think all the time, Even more than I talk. I talk too much, or not enough. I talk about things nobody cares about except for me. I don't always say the right things. I'm weird and I'm awkward. I'm too honest, and I'm too passionate. Im never have good timing. I could've prevented horrible things that happened. I shouldn't even be alive today. I regret things that happened more often than not. I made bad choices, again, more often than not.

But I certainly do care. I care more about certain things, and more importantly, certain people in just one moment than most people will in a lifetime. I will walk, more than to the ends of the earth, I would make the trek a thousand times over for those who are loyal to me and who show me that they are worth it. I care about birthdays, and successes, wins and losses, no matter how small. I care about small victories, and I'll be there for large or small losses. I care about how somebody's day went. I care about what they think about everything, no matter how small or how big. I care about everything they think or believe, whether I agree or disagree with it; because all of this makes up the person I care about.

All I ask in return, is that those people show me that they prize me half as much as a prize them. I dont ask much. I ask for affection now and then. I ask for effort to know that I matter, And I ask to have unwavering honesty; without lies or deceit.
I just want to know, to be shown, that at the end of the day, the people I care about, care about me too.

Because even though every day I think about giving up, I don't, and I just don't want to be given up on, even though just about everything about me is all wrong.


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