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why is ur bio a job application we dont need to know all of that

When I was little I used to flip to the last page of my chosen library book
          first
          and read it aloud to myself.
          I thought by doing this I would be made privy to some secret information.
          I could outsmart the author and figure it all out before he or she intended.
          I could win.
          Everything was a game.
          Nowadays, I avoid the last page as long as possible.
          I abandon books all over my apartment.
          One lays with its spine cracked open on the arm of my couch
          while another curls on the floor under my bed asleep.
          I don’t want to get to the end of anything anymore.
          I only want beginnings:
          First sentences striking like matches on the roof of my mouth.
          Igniting like the first fires on earth.

Bangchan can fuck me like a slut idc  

Just posted a new COD story Check it out!

Y'all...I just realized I lied about my height in my bio...I ain't better then no man

Alright, how many of you sluts are simping for ghost and soap rn? I'm writing a fanfic on AO3 and wanna know if I should write it on here too

Your heart is a wall on which I knocked looking for a door, a latch a windowsill, a flowerpot
          
          Everything I brought to the wall dried up and blew away for lack of answer: tulip bulbs, my worry for you, some children
          
           Sometimes I pounded it with my fists smashed my forehead on it blamed myself for not having the passcode hated myself hated hating myself—started over willed patience, got advice cried in a heap against its brick without getting a stir so many night-after-nights
          
          It’s a wall.
          
          There is no way in.
          
           Now that I’ve made the choice to leave your heart suddenly has a gate
          
          You fling it open for the first time but I’m gone

When first we touched,
          My heart flew high,
          On gossamer wings through a cloudless sky.
          They said it was built upon a lie.
          They told me my feelings would surely fade.
          Passion would flare, and foes would be made.
          Can you not put the past behind?
          True love can change a river's course
          Or pierce the strongest vault with ease.
          True love can turn coal into gold
          Or tame the tempest to a balmy breeze.
          Quite some time has passed since then:
          People no longer criticize.
          For now they see that truth exists
          Where once there might have been only lies.
          Still my feelings are the same today
          As they were on that very first,
          For when we touch, my heart still flies on gossamer wings through cloudless skies.
          

I wish I could remember that first day,
          First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
          If bright or dim the season, it might be
          Summer or Winter for aught I can say;
          So unrecorded did it slip away,
          So blind was I to see and to foresee,
          So dull to mark the budding of my tree
          That would not blossom yet for many a May.
          If only I could recollect it, such
          A day of days I let it come and go
          As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
          It seemed to mean so little, meant so much;
          If only now I could recall that touch,
          First touch of hand in hand – Did one but know

Reason #1 as to why I'm scared to date again, my last ex planned on ghosting me because he wanted to "go back to school" (he didn't). Why don't people just tell their s/o when they fall out of love? I get you probably don't wanna hurt them but it's better then bullshitting and running in circles around them. Thank you for coming to my ted talk <3