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  • mickehh commented on the post, baggage 7 hours, 55 minutes ago

    I knew I was a terrible person, but I am not that man anymore. Why do I have to carry the sins of a man so distant from myself now.
    However, I don’t know if I should complain, I am only treated this was because I was this terrible. I must’ve had a

  • lea commented on the post, baggage 12 hours, 50 minutes ago

    I carry it with me
    everywhere I go
    it belongs to me
    and doesn’t want to let go
    not sure why I still hold on
    I’m positive that some of it is yours
    thank you for leaving it
    but I’m too afraid to face it
    it just kind of feels perverse
    to look at it all alone

  • lea commented on the post, baggage 12 hours, 57 minutes ago

    The only thing I still carry with me, on long nights that tire me out. I’ve got plenty of my own, not sure I can handle yours.

  • I would pack it tight
    & amaze him.
    We were allowed
    minimal baggage –
    being economy and all.
    He insisted it
    could not
    be done.
    He had no idea who
    he was talking to.

  • Riannon commented on the post, baggage 21 hours, 52 minutes ago

    She shrugged her shoulders and leaned forward, smushing her chin into the desk so that her lower lip stuck out in a schoolgirl pout. “I don’t want to talk about that,” she mumbled. “I’m tired.”

  • Mr.584903 commented on the post, baggage 1 day, 9 hours ago

    haha all that shit ain t gon fit…………what to do what to do. Maybe ill put it on you. that’s too much responsibility too. but you know what goin for. how bout you getmy bags and say its coooooooooooool

  • echuaco commented on the post, baggage 1 day, 10 hours ago

    We all have our own baggage.
    Both Physical and Mental.
    Sometimes, we may have a hard time carrying it due to our own reasons.
    You may feel that it is easier to throw it all away, to free our selves from our burden.
    But, does it really free us?
    You may may be free, but what of the baggage?
    It might have contain a treasure, a reward or in the…[Read more]

  • SarahsGurl commented on the post, baggage 1 day, 11 hours ago

    An antidote for freedom. It’s all the things you carry inside invisible knappy sacks, bursting at the inseams and ready to tumble it’s words into whatever cup you’ve currently pressed against your lilps. The inertia of a sigh caught in between a memory. The streetlight outside your window that blinks profusely when you awake from slumber, still…[Read more]

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, baggage 1 day, 11 hours ago

    She hoisted her luggage into the hands of the attendant, who took it without a thought and tossed it onto the pile. She winced but said nothing, sure that she had packed with enough care that nothing important would be broken. Still. She should have considered putting the items of value in her carry-on. They looked inconspicious enough…
    It…[Read more]

  • too stable commented on the post, made 2 days, 6 hours ago

    made it

  • Cat commented on the post, made 2 days, 7 hours ago

    You made me who I am. You broke me, and remolded me into this bitter creature. It took years, heartbreak and sadness, but you have won. Your lies, Your cheating, Your selfishness…and you dare ask why I am the way I am. Remember years of empty love and promises, you have made me

  • Cris N commented on the post, made 2 days, 7 hours ago

    She made her way to the bathroom. Not on her feet but her hands and knees. It had been years since she found herself this sick. Though this was the first attempt at self-care with no one to help her. Thus the term self- care. How did it all come down to this? How had she found herself alone with out a person to call on to sit beside her as…[Read more]

  • Pandatry commented on the post, made 2 days, 10 hours ago

    smile made from gravel
    bootstop lips (damn near sinful) –
    I’m conflicted over the concept
    of ownership and love.

  • Bridget Grace commented on the post, made 2 days, 12 hours ago

    She pressed the clay between her hands and observed the lines from her skin imprinted in the surface.

  • Kristian Pierce commented on the post, made 2 days, 12 hours ago

    “Who was the first that forged the deadly blade? Of rugged steel his savage soul was made.”

    ― Tibullus

  • Excruciata commented on the post, made 2 days, 15 hours ago

    “What happened, do you think?” Jimmy asked, staring down at the burned body.
    “I mean, what made him do this? He seemed sane enough, according to his girlfriend. He wasn’t someone who would just set himself on fire.”
    “I don’t know.”

  • nandanab commented on the post, made 2 days, 20 hours ago

    I made chocolate pudding for dessert. The kids loved it. There asked for more helpings. I was thrilled. Memories of my grandmother making chocolate pudding during our summer vacation came back. I was in a jaunty mood all throughout the day with cheerful kids around and memories of my childhood at our grandparent’s place.

  • Riannon commented on the post, made 2 days, 23 hours ago

    She spat. Her stomach acid sprayed out, mangling the lining of her throat, and tears burned in her eyes as the insides of her began to melt bright bright red. She pushed him away from her with the red red palms of her hands.

  • He struggled to figure out what to say, he was great with words, but when they failed him he was left with nothing to comfort her and he felt almost as hopeless as she seemed to feel. Finally he just grabbed her in a tight embrace and said nothing. If he could not stop the tears he could at least remind her that she did not have to shed them…[Read more]

  • Lena commented on the post, embrace 3 days, 8 hours ago

    She embraced him, and the vulnerability that this action entailed. She embraced the fear, and the risk of getting hurt. She embraced the idea of happiness.