Unsplash I wonder, when will my mouth stop giving away pieces of myself just to keep someone else whole? I’ve been taught to bend, to make room for others, even when my body aches from holding so much weight that isn’t mine. No, I want to say, but the word is stuck in my throat, lodged between guilt and the fear of what if they feel hurt. One day, I’ll learn to say “NO” and mean it. ©Sup_holster

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Unsplash I wonder, when will my mouth stop giving away pieces of myself just to keep someone else whole? I’ve been taught to bend, to make room for others, even when my body aches from holding so much weight that isn’t mine. No, I want to say, but the word is stuck in my throat, lodged between guilt and the fear of what if they feel hurt. One day, I’ll learn to say “NO” and mean it. ©Sup_holster

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White We set fireworks in twilight for the sparks to hit the earth with us apart. My hands held on to yours for them to despise the feel of their own skin. We strolled in the drizzle for me to abhor Spring's warmth and orange tint. You kissed a life-to-be into my lips for me to hate everything that has been. ©Sup_holster

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White I feel I am falling down Unfeelingness into vacuity Free of all belongings I feel heavenly light I am a leaf tossing In the hands of fate Or maybe my ambitions When you are airy You might go to sky Or either fall down And be broken... ©Sup_holster

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White Some affections we cannot ignore. Sometimes the dead sing the song we're longing for. An uninvited dream. An old shady face. I never thought that my heart could ever adore. A mother, she claimed. A lost son, I embraced. Life separates the lives here and there. I still miss you, mother. But still without you.. I'm afraid. To your thoughts, I whispered. I run from you in every corridor. I wish you could ask or scream or even remind me that you're only a step away from me. In the battles I fought, I won them all, still you weren't there to cheer for me. The battles you fought, I was there, in the shadows, in the flare. Sometimes I was with you and you just weren't there. ©Sup_holster

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White On what parameters do women choose shampoo..?! - Brand, efficiency, smell, composition, color, quality, packaging design, recommendations, reviews, advertising and fame.. — And on what parameters men choose shampoo..?! - On label must be written "shampoo" ©Sup_holster

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