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I never got my wedding. I never got the big, white dress. I never got to set the stage, Of the day little girls dream of. Instead I got a man, That had no sense of self. I wish had good things to say, But those are few to find. His aggressive, misleading behavior, Lead to many holes in the walls. Yelling, screaming, fighting, and everything in between. Emotions running ablaze, Fearful for what was to come. Hoping that at some point, the worst was done and gone. But time continued to show, the violent behavior he was. Screaming, demeaning, and fighting, "I hate you," said way too much. The horrid part of this, Is that there is no winnin

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I really hate writing, No really, I do. The things I want to say, Never come out as I hope. It's like all these letters, Mashed together might mean something. These funny little things, With such high importance. a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p What is it with these lines, Put together in such a way. They can force us to feel things, And bring tears to our eyes. They pull on our heart strings, Our emotions, or dreams. Yet when you think in reality, Letters are just letters. Just lines on a page. q r s t u v w x y z I said I hate writing, No really, I do. Yet here I am writing, How about you?

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In the midst of pain, we sit there in silence Our minds in such flurry with many ideas. We cannot fathom the disarray of emotions, Yet our silence continues with no words coming forward. Without some sort of expression allowed to designate, The level of pain we feel inside. Without finding the soul who cares for the feelings, And not for the insignificant falsified realities. What if we could see the truth under our flesh? What if we could see the reality behind the seemingly pretty face? What if the monster we hold close to our hearts came out? The sadness would be shown, The anger would be seen, and the pain would be too much for most to

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Dreams out of Reach

Roughly taunted by the many things that life won't let you have Slowly dreaming of the wasted time of the past Wishing that you could change the ways and decisions from before Seeing that there was something that you'd never wanted more Time drifts by and those dreams fade farther away Hoping that you could reach them but never able to get a firm grasp Pushing yourself to get it done before you're really able Thinking that this time you would be able to make it different Sometimes you just have to let go of everything you want As it tears you up inside little by little You gradually realize that perhaps there's something you've done Perhaps

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Cursed Blessing

A blessing is something we understand, We define this as a good thing. Sometimes there's issues behind the blessing, That causes it to become a curse. Children are a beauty, Something to be adored. They are the brightness of our future, And the continuation of our race. But we as women go through a thing, That sometimes isn't as pretty. Our body morphs in ways, That might destroy us permanently. Perhaps it's just emotional hormone dumps, Or maybe something more. But my body has been ruined, And it's hard to be thankful for the blessings that have occurred.

Who's Face is Better? by Silssu, literature

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Who's Face is Better?

Can't pretend it's alright, These things that swirl inside. Emotions become draining, Moving around like a disease spreading. Your face has begun to disgust me, The words you say bothersome. You tell me you love me, I try to ignore it. Spinning around like vortexes of death, With pretty sayings of happy. I dream for the times where it all is true, Where the misery and sorrow fall away, Like peeling away the egg shell. Unfortunate as can be in the truth, You can't peel it away like a simple shell to crack. It takes more. But no one knows what.

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The Life's Decision

I'm porous. You're bleak. We fight, It's discreet. Your lies have hurt me, Many times. My screams have broken you, And your walls. You throw things, Punch things, and threaten Suicide. I get angry, Scream at you, and threaten to leave. You abused me, But not physically. And I tore you, But not without cause. We broke each other, Much more than once. Tore down anything, That was supposed to help. I tried at one point, And so did you. But always we tried, But not in sync. Which broke our paces, And created a barrior. We both used, A one way street. We created something more, Than what should have ever come. Bring

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Mar 25
United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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_{I don't like to talk.
I like to communicate.
I'm not that simplistic.
But I'm not complicated.

I wish that things were easier.
If they were, they'd be boring.
Everyone knows, boring is easy.}

Favourite Movies

The Bridges of Madison County

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Everything.

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe

Other Interests

Necrophilia, Study of Pyschological Analysis, Cosmetology, and Sex.

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Silssu

Apr 26, 2015

Do you ever worry?

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My name is Amanda. I am a mother of three beautiful children. I have since devoted my life to ensuring their peace, satisfaction, development, and happiness. But in the time of doing this, I seem to have lost myself. My oldest child is almost five years old, and I feel like I am just a robot to make sure that these children are taken care of. I am married, in a moderately dysfunctional manner, but I wonder. When did I lose me? When did it become about everything for them, and nothing for myself? I feel selfish for even writing out those words. I am a mother, I'm not supposed to have needs. But for some reason, I do. I have needs, wants, de

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Silssu

Mar 2, 2014

Do you even know?

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 I used to write in this thing all the time. No really, all the time. It seems like I go through fluctuations in my desire to write, yet I still feel this huge emptiness inside. It's kind of like a big, deep, black hole of unhappiness that resides deep in my chest. Lately, I've had these realizations that I'm really not sure what to handle. I'm not sure how to respond to them. How do you respond to something that you really don't even know? How do you handle something, when you've not made your own decisions for so long? I've realized that in the last few years, I've not made my own decisions. I can't remember the last time I truly made a

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Silssu

May 27, 2011

Devious Journal Entry

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I'm so obsessed with being thin, and losing weight - it might kill me. We're going to start journaling again.. Hips: 43 inches Waist: 36 inches Height: Anywhere from 5'4 to 5'6 Weight: ??? Eating Habits: Horrible. Excersizing: Non-existent. Help me? x.x