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Two.Worlds.One.Universe

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We met the way people want to. The chance transformed in reality, the combine alternative ways that had become a one-way-go. We met through destiny and destiny was waiting for us. Different worlds yet united by a dark pureness, a slight tremendous craziness. But definitely the right one. Our worlds may say, are land of no one, lost in a conscience ready to be defeated  by the subconscience. The dreams say it all, the in sleep and awake, a confused dimension full of the traumatized conscience, that tries to run from reality. Away from each other by time and space, away from distance, away from lifes, but not away in heart. We imagine a future where only faith can tear us apart, a misery not created by us, a sequence of events performed by a third force. Our two different worlds remain in a single and unique universe.  There the stars shine while they are alive. For you my dear Adriaan.

Mesmerized

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Hello guys, here is 2h45 am and as usual I woke up in the middle of the night for no reason, so I was just putting things up straight, seeing my last good memories of the previous day and it was me having a good time at a soccer stadium with my family, me my sister my grandpa and uncle. And right in the second my brain told me "this exactly memory it would be the one you're going to remember when you no longer have this grandpa in life" and I just wanted that memory to go away! Vanish it from the eventually if not having my grandpa anymore! I just wanted to appreciate that memory in peace but it was not possible. And the worst part is that my brain is right, I'm gonna see that memory in days of that time, when my grandpa will not be here anymore.

People.Stop.

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You people need to stop acting as nothing had happen, like you didn't hurt me. Just assume it and act like it, no you can't just do what you did and move on like you and I could be friends. Just get a position. Get it straight. Or we or we don't talk, no it cannot be "we talk whenever I feel the need to" things are just not like that. Or you want it our you don't.
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Good morning, Every time I lose more to find myself. And the answer I find is scary. But I lose myself to the point of putting myself in strange situations, Because nothing defines my life and the risk of failure is tremendous. Being a teenager with hope and joy in living is already behind past. Although subconsciously even then I knew that now I would continue to be lost. Life as it is, It seems I do not do it for taste. This living is not for taste, It's because I have no alternative. It's a feeling of loneliness and it makes me numb. "It's not trying to be different, you're all the same" And since always I have as a goal to find happiness or the reason to live. And more and more I feel that I am far from reaching it. It seems that the levels of satisfaction even when I achieve something I want very much, past the climax I feel numbness towards it. It seems that everything tastes like nothing. I always feel only as an observer who d

This.Coul.Be.The.End.Of.Everything

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Hi everyone, Today I feel a lot of lost. Simply I don't know where to get strength, and my feeling is only of numbness. And I am just trying to figure it out where I did fail, when I did lose it... There should be a voice saying in the exact moment you were losing that you were really losing it, losing the train, losing the sense, losing the moment, losing the opportunity, losing people, and the worst of the losing, losing courage and will.