/lit/ - Literature

Just want feedback never really showed anyone these don't think they are anything but emotions thrown sloppily together in hopes to find a productive side of myself .


Every time I am all by my lonesome my heart and mind have a civil war , they battle back and forth on the lack of sleep and lack of food i digest everyday now . My mind argues that it's not healthy and that my body is starting to form a rebellion against me because of the lack of care I am giving to myself , my heart stands tall and refuses to believe this , refuses to believe that someone whose touch once ,took all the protons, neutrons, quarks and quasars in my world to create a boom big enough to start a new universe in my life could be putting such a negative impact on my days. It says " if she's So bad for him then why hasn't she left . My brain replies she is only throwing out life rafts of hope to bring him back into her clutch so that she will never feel as alone as she felt before he stepped into her life. The truth is she is letting other people grab onto those lines only to leave him lost in a sea of her love, polluted waters of her deepest fears, her insecurities and everything he always promised he would never let get to her once she gave him her heart.

I hate it when every post in a thread is a reply to another.

OP?

>tfw no qt patrician gf to tie up and fug

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Yes.

>book is a book
>author isn't even me

>Submit some writing to /v/'s own April Reader.
>Young and naive me thinks it will be cool to be published in an online magazine
>The issue finally comes out and I go to read the other entries
>maximumcringe.tiff
>All the other stories and poems are absolutely horrendous trash
>Many people in the reply thread say that my poem is the best thing April Reader has ever published
>Realize I am in an entirely different league than this shitty journal altogether
>Try my best to disassociate myself with the publiacation, hope sure no one I know ever reads it and recognizes my name
>For several issues afterwards, April Reader continually begs me for more poems and short stories to publish
>I eventually have to add them to my spam filter and try to forget any of it ever happened

I was so dumb back in those days