Thoughts

Take good care of your good friends to whom you can talk about absolutely everything. Cherish the sane part that is intact. It’s an unpleasant thing to feel when you’re a loner with dark thoughts piling up inside. 15/05/2017 Advertisements

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Riddle me this #1

What always runs but never walks, often murmurs, never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a mouth but never eats? Answer: You, after seeing what’s under your bed and realising it’s not a nightmare. P.s. There’s nothing behind you. Just don’t look.

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Looking Down At the Stars

‘Looking Down At the Stars’ Looking down, out from the eyes of the night How exquisite these lights I see I hope I can reach them and turn back to Where I don’t belong But that would be an unwise thing to do When I’ve come this far Far enough to look down and see […]

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Dry Well

‘Dry Well’ (On writing during depressive episode) This well of mine seems quickly filled When there’s no one but me around Inside these empty walls This well, hollowed once, resonating truth Too loud and clear for my ears This well, the only thing I have Yet to drink from it is to dry out To […]

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Letter From A Bad Friend

Letter from a bad friend. I never talked you into Doing things you don’t want to; That’s not what makes me bad. Just what little I agreed to sacrifice. If you’ve known me years ago, Chance is I’ve stopped talking And seeing you by now. I look past you on the bus. But I never try […]

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Mountain waves

“Green waves swept in from the mountains, slouching over us. And we were surfers of time, passing through its static surge lining the road.” I went on a trip to get away, due to the depressive episode of my bipolar and the nearing deadline for my manuscript. I’m still not yet over it and can’t […]

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Numbers

“Hey,” I knocked on the bathroom door, “What’s your laptop password again?” “Oh. Sorry. It’s eight-three-nine-oh-one-two.” “Huh?” “Eight. Three. Nine. Oh. One. Two.” “What even are those?” “Just a series of numbers.” “Well, it has to mean something.” “Does it have to mean anything?” her laughter echoed, “You’re boring.” ———————————————————– “เฮ่” ฉันเคาะประตูห้องอาบน้ำ “พาสเวิร์ดเปิดคอมเธออะไรนะ” “เอ้อ โทษที […]

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