I Dont Wanna B Lonely,

one day i make a post declaring thoughts struck down to me by gods

the next i wanna talk about how if i were a little hamster i would simply grab my little feet and roll everywhere like i were the hamster ball that tried to contain me.

nothing can hold me

i crave a warm body. a gentle voice. and soft hands against my skin.

i am a miserable little me tonight

this is completely relatable tho

twinks fuck up me. cats consume me.

I come back here when things are hard. So in spite of previous posts, please believe me when i say,

things have been better.

I’ve always said things do get better. And I’ve always been right about that. You know, he’s repeated those words to me. That brought a smile to my face. And I am still right.

I’m thinking of the nights when I used to break apart in my bed. A pain in my heart so palpable it scarred my skin. And then days passed. Years even. And the wounds healed and the days were bright and I found happiness again.

I haven’t felt pain like that again. And I don’t think I ever could. I know too deeply that I am beautiful and loved, for that ache to return.

It does get better.

Always.

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However, I still get tired. And frightened. And sad. Right now I feel that.

The world feels like it crumbles beneath my fingertips. I believe in love. In safety. And my assurances fall away like dry sand. Every day scrapes by like a wounded soldier, dragging himself home.

I apologize for being so dramatic, to you the empty void. I’ve been missing love for so long.

And It’s always felt too good for me.

You know, in church we used to sing hymns? Horrible things. Monotone and droning. And there they’d weave their messages for me. A wretch they sang, working my mouth with needle and string. Sewing words in hungry earth, that blossomed into an endless fear.

A wretch. That I was not good enough for any type of love, except for love from a being you can not see, can not hear, and can not touch.

And my fear grows. Am I loved?

Am I loved? Am I loved? Am I loved? Am I loved? Am I loved? AmIlovedamilovedamilovedamiloved oh please god let me be loved.

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(i think) october is going to bring with it the one I’ve been looking for.

This belief has gone very very poorly for me in the past.

I’m glad i don’t seem to learn from my past lol.

(but really he might be coming!!! my dear! i wish to hold him close.)

i hope he comes near.

emotions are so constant

i dont mind em but i would like to just take a break from feeling so much sometime

maybe lie down on a beach somewhere, listen to a guitar, and rest on someone’s chest for a while

would you care for a little drop of sky to keep you company on your travels?

it’s nice for a time but everyone’s gotta wake up and start dreaming again....