sat by the ocean

By miss_fey

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o c e a n i c
c e r a m i c
rotten and hollowed out for home
f r ä k - r u
ciryotrütalor
hell
gods,
s o f t & t i r e d
creature
h i g h g r a s s
beads
I don't love you.
healed.
blue
hunger
spinning planets
t h r e e e y e s
h u m a n s
reliant
fix me
I feel
h
goodbye to those I left
the devil is in his hand
piles
it's getting old, my dear
the surface
home?
weight of grief
storm song
tight
bird in the night
love
do you really love me?
sigh
blue velvet
heart
pretend
not mine
warning signs
terrifying
for chance
mothman's lover
alone
the sadness
rot and hollow
soft song
sand
beast
the nothing
moon
by the ocean
marks
wonder
m o n s t e r
fast
glory
m i n d
use my name
warrior
it is okay now
d i v i n i t y , i n f i n i t y
humme domme
zevon trevu
n e e d
H
I'm so bored
tree sap.
maybe
nightmare
want me
dark paradise
fortunes
feeling low (golden gaze)
c o u n t e r ( t r a n s c e n d a n c e )
belles
couldnt
selfish love
demi
wrecking ball
stardust
lake and stars
childhood dreamcore
I cant remember
Maya's song: ordinary
Claudine's song: clearly, obviously
Claudine: I Have Perfected Perfectly Perfect Perfection
write something hurtful
you.
it's so strange
but, now?
they are red.
lay with me, my dear
nonsensical
solace
I have been scared for a long time
new
whisper
I dont know.
dark stone palace
choosing - maya
redthread
everything will be okay.
jupiter
satin (nothing to mourn)
lights out
crawling back
Claudia's song: You're In My Way! (Where It Ends)
be believe been (guess im god now??)
in all honesty
close encounters
drip, drop, drip.
flawesome
perfect
tenderly
winter air
destroy me
brain
dark
ignore
a feeling of boredom
noise, too much noise, too much
redxblue
candle wax
christmas memories
left behind and forgotten
courage
soothing incantation
w a n t
different
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By miss_fey

oh
oh, gods.
I'm going to live a normal life someday
it's never really set in like that before

someday I'll stop needing therapy
someday I'll be surrounded by people that I love
someday I'll be fighting something that isn't within myself
someday I'll be living in a place that I love
someday my whole world won't be falling apart

someday I'll be in love

and not just in love with a girl
I'll be in love with myself,
and with life,
and with my job because oh,
I'll have the most wonderful job
and it will make me happy
to work on something I love

someday I'll have the name I've always wanted
and I'll be able to relax
truly, truly relax
and I'll. . .

. . . I'll be okay.

and not the kind of okay
that's only okay
because it's worlds better than the last hell I visited
not the kind of okay that's only okay because it's better than how it was before

no,
this time,
I—
I'll be okay okay.

do you know what that's like?

I'll have found myself,
and I'll have you by my side and in my arms and in my life
and I'll have her
and I'll have those people that I don't even know yet

I'll be a totally different person,
and I'll be happy,
and no, these aren't just empty words,
I just realized this while scrolling through media

I won't be classified as mentally ill for forever
but even if I am,
I'll be able to manage it

because not everyone yells at those who forget everything
because not everyone cringes and calls people like me weird names
because not everybody's soul is hardened by apathy and by sadness and stays that way

and maybe
just maybe
that sort of future—
that good sort of future—
is actually attainable

I'm used to making goals that I know I'll never reach
whether to hurt myself or to just have something to get me through a bad spell
but this is a healthy goal to have,
I think,
although maybe not a regular.

I am ancient beyond time's explanation,
and yet,
I cannot remember when I last had a real, genuine hug.

someday,
maybe in the distant future, but also maybe in the near,
I'll be able to remember

or maybe I won't have to keep track at all.

all I know is,
right now,
I'm learning how to smile
and to treat myself right
and it's working.

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