Respirar. Parecia um ato simples, a princípio. Mas não agora, não naquele momento... As grades estavam fechando, e ela estava dentro. O quadrado com a fechadura na parede parecia sempre o segredo de suas angústias, mas a chave ao seu lado não o abria, nunca cabia. Sempre quando dormia, ela mudava de forma, ora pequena demais, ora grande demais. Não importava agora, de certa forma... As grades se aproximavam pra despedaçá-la, a essa hora já estava dormente. E tão automático como o começo, o fim.
5 May 11, 2019, 02:39 0Has something ever happened to you that you falling so hard into despair and you don't even know what to do with yourself so you just keep thinking and thinking and thinking until your brain hurts. This is life telling you to wake up, that you're getting too comfortable, that you're getting weak. Go to gym, lift heavy sh*t and be an absolute unit
1 March 23, 2023, 06:51 0Forest green meets bright blue. From love to despair. He loves her, but she loves someone else. He chose her, but she chose herself. He steps back lost, but his true love is around another corner. He decided to let go...after all if you love something, you let it go!
2 July 11, 2022, 13:11 0As soon as Hank entered the room, Gretchen smiled. “You are back,” she said. “How was work?” “Hectic,” Hank replied. “Dinner?” “I wish I could ask that.” “You will,” Hank said, hugging her. “First, get better. ” Next day, Hank stood dressed in his suit. “Have a nice day at the office,” Gretchen said. Hank left, smiling. Outside, he locked the door and faced a crumbling wasteland. He walked, unafraid.
0 January 03, 2019, 02:23 0She waited for the 10pm train. It came and went. He was not on it. Rain came but she waited. Another 10pm train. Still, no him. She reread the messages they sent each other. There it was. The last line. “Wait for me. I'll be on the 10pm...” Another morning. Another night. Another...10pm. She grows meek and frail. The weather grows cold. Fewer people ask her, ”Are you okay? Do you need help? Can I get you something?” She reads the message again. ”I'll be on the 10pm tomorrow ♡”
6 August 09, 2023, 03:28 0When I cry Tears roll down I weep and I sigh I frown When I cry it’s hard to breathe I feel myself seethe My lungs heave I remember how you took your leave You didn’t call and didn’t text You left me to bawl and now you’re vexed What did I I do? Please explain to me When I cry I feel myself die Little by little So please explain Why I feel This endless pain And maybe then When I cry It won’t hurt so bad Because I won’t feel as sad
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