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Dear Diary...Poor Eleanor Rigby, nobody came.

Dear Diary,

“All the lonely people, where do they all come from? “All the lonely people, where do they all belong?” said The Beatles. Poor Eleanor Rigby, nobody came. 514 more words

Living In The Moment

My Mind, My Enemy

“I look at your eyes, you look at mine, little do you know,the pain I hide inside. I suffer from an illness,many hold as stigma, although I want to think of myself as a special enigma”. 1,050 more words


You're dead to me

Hm I wrote the title yesterday but never actually wrote my post. And a day later, I still wanna write about this.

You’re dead to me.

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The Single Life

Men and Rejection

Recently, sitting at a café with my laptop, I got approached by a guy who asked if he could sit at my table. I said ‘yes of course’, seeing as though the place was packed. 860 more words


a single oscillation

Ich habe diesen Text einmal, zweimal, Fragmente davon schon viele Male angefangen. Irgendwann muss er wohl raus, damit es einfach einmal festgehalten ist. Er ist @baum_glueck gewidmet, die* sich Texte von crazy cat ladies wünschte. 1,670 more words


Okay.... so I may have been wrong..

Remember that time when I said there was no way i’d ever do online dating?


A friend of mine decided I needed to get out in the dating world and signed me up on a dating app. 561 more words

Best Years