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Shadesby ~brynneorama
I'm tired oflowering my standards. Crap, I don't mean to sound vain, but I deserve better. I always sugar coat everything for myself, I constantly tell myself things are fine, when I know they're not. I'm not dumb, just overly optimistic. The bad outweighs the good, but I'm not willing to admit that to myself. And when he hurts me, ..It rips me apart. Even though I should have expected it. Even though I should have distanced my self from him in the very beginning. Well, it's too late now. I've taken the metaphorical red pill, and I am now seeing just how far the rabI'm tired of
by ~brynneorama
MemoriesI walked silently down the dark street, my mind a tangled mess of emotions. It was too dark to see anything.. which was fine by me. My eyes had grown tired of this neighborhood. They had grown tired of these streets filled with memories. Memories of a better time.Memories
Ahead of me, a lamppost illuminated a small patch of sidewalk and as I walked through the light, I stared at the ground. I tried not to notice my surroundings; not take in any detail but it was too late. Memories flooded in, so powerful I stumbled as I continued to walk. The familiar feeling in my stomach grew in intensity until i was holding both arms over
by ~brynneorama
Early Sunsets"Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes"Early Sunsets
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I sat silently on the roof of an old hotel and watched as the early sunset faded from vibrant oranges and reds to the dark blues and purples of night. Below me, a tree's fallen leaves scattered across what used to be a frequently used parking lot but was now just a mess of cracked asphalt. Above me, I could see a faint smattering of early stars in the sky. I shivered and adjusted my small gray sweater. A flock of birds flew past, probably migrating to somewhere warmer. It hadn't gotten as cold as I knew it would this year, but it wa
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