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Vents : In A Book.

Por ValeryBarbosa

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Its a book. Full of vents. It probably wont really make much sense but it'll be like quotes or sometimes poe... Mais

Entry zero: This is me.
єитяу σиє
єитяу тωσ
єитяу тняєє
єитяу fσυя
єитяу fινє
єитяу ѕιχ
єитяу ѕєνєи
єитту єιgнт
єитяу иιиє
єитяу тєи
єитяу єℓєνєи
єитяу тωєℓνє
єитяу тнιятєєи: ιт'ѕ вєgυи
Entry fourteen: ιт αℓℓ fα∂єѕ...
єитяу fιfтєєи
Entry sixteen: му ∂αуѕ
Entry seventeen: ¢σиνєяѕαтισиѕ
єитяу єιgнтєєи
єитяу иιиєтєєи
єитяу тωєиту
Entry twenty one: ιтѕ 1:30 ιи тнє мσяиιиg αи∂ ι мιѕѕ уσυ...
Entry twenty two: Amo la Luna porque...
єитяу тωєиту тняєє
єитяу тωєиту fσυя
єитяу тωєиту fινє
Entry twenty six
Entry twenty seven
Entry twenty eight
Entry twenty nine: You're my nicotine...
Entry thirty: Our Valentines day
Entry thirty one: Just things...
Entry thirty two: A small list and more...
Entry thirty three: Happy birthday mi Sol
Entry thirty four: A song thing to you
Entry thirty five: Just some translations for him
Entry thirty six: I found things
Entry thirty seven: Happy one year anniversary Jason
Entry thirty eight
Entry thirty nine
Entry fourty
Entry forty One
Entry forty two
Entry forty three
Entry forty four
Entry forty five
Entry forty six
Entry forty seven
Entry forty eight
Entry fourty nine
Entry fifty
Entry fifty one
Entry fifty two
Entry fifty three
Entry fifty four
Entry fifty five
Entry fifty six
Entry fifty seven
Entry fifty eight
Entry fifty nine
Entry sixty
Entry sixty one
Entry sixty two
Entry sixty three
Entry sixty four
Entry sixty five
Entry sixty six
Entry sixty seven
Entry sixty eight
Entry sixty nine
Entry seventy
Entry seventy one
Entry seventy two
Entry seventy three
Entry seventy four
Entry seventy five
Entry seventy six: One of the hims i guess
Entry seventy seven: Was leaving my friend a mistake
Entry seventy eight
Entry seventy nine
Entry eighty
Entry eighty one
Entry eighty two
Entry eight three
Entry eight four
Entry eight five
Entry eighty six
Entry eighty seven
Entry eighty eight
Entry eight nine
Entry ninety
Entry ninety one
Entry ninety two
Entry ninety three
Entry ninety four
Entry ninety five
Entry ninety six
Entry ninety seven
Entry ninety eight
Entry ninety nine
Entry one hundread
Entry one hundread one
Entry one hundred two
Entry one hundread three
Entry one hundread four
Entry one hundread five
Entry one hundread six
Entry one hundread seven
Entry one hundread eight
Entry one hundread nine
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Entry one hundread eleven
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Entry one hundread seventeen
Entry one hundread eighteen
Entry one hundread nineteen
Entry one hundread twenty
Entry one hundread twenty one
Entry one hundread twenty two
Entry one hundread twenty three
Entry one hundread twenty four
Entry one hundread twenty five
Entry one hundread twenty six
Entry one hundread twenty seven
Entry one hundread twenty eight
Entry one hundread twenty nine
Entry one hundread thirty
Entry one hundread thirty one
Entry one hundread thirty two
Entry one hundread thirty three
Entry one hundread thirty four
Entry one hundread thirty five
Entry one hundread thirty six
Entry one hundread thirty seven
Entry one hundread thirty eight
Entry one hundread thirty nine
Entry one hundread forty
Entry one hundread forty one
Entry one hundread forty two
Entry one hundread forty three
Entry one hundread forty four
Entry one hundread forty five
Entry one hundread forty six
Entry one hundread forty seven
Entry one hundread forty eight
Entry one hundread fourty nine
Entry one hundread fifty
Entry one hundread fifty one
Entry one hundread fifty two
Entry one hundread fifty three
Entry one hundread fifty four
Entry one hundread fifty five
Entry one hundread fifty six
Entry one hundread fifty seven
Entry one hundread fifty eight
Entry one hundread fifty nine
Entry one hundread sixty
Entry one hundread sixty one
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Entry one hundread sixty five
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Entry one hundread sixty seven
Entry one hundread sixty eight
Entry one hundread sixty nine
Entry one hundread seventy
Entry one hundread seventy one
Entry one hundread seventy two: Author's note
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Entry one hundread ninety five
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One hundread ninety nine

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Vents : In A Book.

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Its a book. Full of vents. It probably wont really make much sense but it'll be like quotes or sometimes poems. Whatever mood I am in. Its supposed...

anxiety depression emotions feelings hate heartbreak insomnia issues life lonely love pain poetry sadness sorrow venting

Entry one hundread twenty three

9 0 0
Por ValeryBarbosa

Why?
Why AGAIN?
I don't understand why I'm stuck here everyday
Pass the fuck out SOMETIMES in the middle of that day in class for only five minutes
Just completely pass the fuck out
No sleepiness
Just someone coming up behind me with a frying pan and swingin'
I only sleep for a second
And then I take forever to fall asleep at night
Rolling around
Mind in a racing car going so, so, so fast down the speed way
...on fire
Then I fall asleep
And then I get to REM....
God dammit
Every single times
It's some fucked up dream some horrible nightmare
And
YET A-FUCKING-GAIN
I'm rolling around
Unable to wake up
Trying to will myself awake and I can't get out
I physically feel like I'm being held down and I can't fight them off
I hate this
It's these themes over and over again
It's so scary
And every single time
I'm at by 2-3
After going down at around 11-12
But tonight?
Oh no
This was new
This was different
This defied all laws
Yet it still happened
My head is full of the laws and rules and my dreams always follow
Always.
But tonight?
My head said, "hmm... what can do today to fuck her up?"
That shit... that was bad
I woke and my bed was soaked in sweat
Fucking. Soaked.
Dude head to toe and I mean it
What the hell
And my sheets were everywhere
Comforter on the floor
One pillow on the floor at the FOOT of the bed
And one on the side
I was all twisted
The bedsheet wrapped around like some sort of boa constrictor in the middle of it hunt
And me?
Balling my eyes out
Why did I wake up?
My own sobs and screams woke me up
But get this
Apparently I feel so bad and guilty for waking people up with my sleep tendencies in the past, that I now do my sobs and screams silently
I still do them but I hold it as much as possible
In my fucking sleep
Let me repeat
In my fucking sleep I shut the fuck up because my head has learned I will be woken if it doesn't keep me quiet, because then it's assault on me ends for the night.
I refuse to go back to sleep no matter how tired I will literally slap myself to stay awake
People have told my that in bed I do everything I just listed to the t and apparently more I can't remember right now
But tonight was new...
I'm so scared for tomorrow

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