• Dee commented on the post, unknown 5 years, 6 months ago

    sometimes i wish my heart had a peephole. so i would know who’s outside before i let them in. so i would know that it’s not a robber. or my mother. or a solicitor. or a giant ant. or my seatmate in high school whose favorite book i lost. or a filmmaker whose works i have never seen. or a serial killer who will effortlessly rip my heart apart and…[Read more]

  • Dee commented on the post, sniper 5 years, 11 months ago

    running late
    i brisked to nothing
    not having to, but just caught
    hurried down the slope
    not after something
    when you hit me
    bull’s eye

  • Dee commented on the post, piano 6 years, 2 months ago

    Play your love like piano keys. Classic, whole, resonating.

  • Dee commented on the post, polar 6 years, 4 months ago

    i was on the other side, walking. to where, i do not know. not thinking or feeling anything, just walking, i reached the edge and i thought, this is it. do i do it? i stood there for a while, then i thought, nope. so i turned around and walked again aimlessly. until i reached the next pole.

  • Dee commented on the post, signed 6 years, 6 months ago

    There was no turning back. She signed it so she must go through with it. Something feels weird, her stomach was churning, the weather wasn’t right, the day was odd. There was something telling her she should hide.

  • Dee commented on the post, calamity 6 years, 8 months ago

    one morning my day was going fine and dandy, i didn’t feel like doing anything so I thought I’d just sleep the whole day, maybe? That’s what I did and I woke up feeling great, greeting everyone with a big smile on my face, i whistled happy songs, and strutted through the roads, I was going through it okay, I thought, I’m getting there, I thought,…[Read more]

  • Dee commented on the post, truth 6 years, 8 months ago

    if the truth would set me free and
    that freedom would mean
    to be always haunted by the details that was once mine and his,
    then I’d rather surrender my wings
    and lock myself in the cage
    of pretends and romantic yearnings.

  • Dee commented on the post, withered 6 years, 9 months ago

    Slither away as the cold, harsh world closes in. Fly away as the merciless giants stomp by. Go deep under as the solid concretes are built over. Hide, fly, dig. Before we all find things withered.

  • Dee commented on the post, returned 6 years, 9 months ago

    You thought you’ve forgotten when without the illusion of nostalgia nor the filter of anger, the feeling returns. It feels as sharp and clear, as hurting and true. Why must we write things down?

  • Dee commented on the post, flat 6 years, 9 months ago

    I don’t want to write about flat things. I want to write about love. I don’t want to write about something I understand, or something I see. I don’t want it bland, colorless, flat. I want it consuming, intoxicating, love.

  • Dee commented on the post, visitor 6 years, 10 months ago

    Surreal. We were on a train. I decided to pretend. No, you weren’t there. I wanted you to know that I no longer care. All in vain. The wall crumbled. I asked how you were. You answered very casually. Amiably. You excused yourself and went into the restroom. Only you didn’t come out a long moment after. I decided to check. The door was open and…[Read more]

  • Dee commented on the post, master 6 years, 11 months ago

    me and my man. hate and love. wired and sad. a little bit of good and slightly bad. cold and hot. master and servant.

  • Dee commented on the post, hall 7 years ago

    I met him in one of the halls. The one everyone is familiar with but no one really goes to. We talked for a while then he left. I couldn’t stop the tears from coming, I could feel them burning, as I stood against the wall. My eyes wandered to the vandalisms, the creaks, the chipped paint.

    How many relationships have ended, in that hall?

  • Dee commented on the post, steps 7 years, 1 month ago

    Step 1. Get a job.
    Step 2. Figure out what you really want.
    Step 3. Quit your job.
    Step 4. Try your luck.
    Step 5. Fail.
    Step 6. Get a job
    Step 7. Buy a house, a car; build a family.
    Step 8. Die.

  • Dee commented on the post, wet 7 years, 1 month ago

    What I hate the most about rain
    is when you walk outside.
    When walking on wet pavements
    And rain/mud/puddle water gets on the back of your legs

    Rain is only fun outside your window

  • Dee commented on the post, disregard 7 years, 6 months ago

    Don’t mind me. Let me look at you like it’s the last time. Tomorrow I will shrug you off as a pigment of yesterday’s past. Allow me. Let me breathe you in as if I am soon to die. In a few moments I will forget you […]

  • Dee commented on the post, branches 7 years, 8 months ago

    one split to form two, and the two split to form many. crawling up the sky, because there’s really no way but up

  • Dee commented on the post, willful 7 years, 8 months ago

    is all i’m feeling right now. do it, do it, do it. dare me not.

  • Dee commented on the post, flip 7 years, 8 months ago

    everything changes. streets wilder. the sun hotter, suddenly, you no longer recognize yourself. what if you were inside a mirror and what you’re seeing in the reflection is the real world?

  • Dee commented on the post, blaze 7 years, 8 months ago

    exactly what i feel right now. blazed. there’s no other word to describe it. everything sounds good, and everything looks good. a feeling incomparable to any other.