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LittleWritress

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Enjoy, because the story is worth enjoying. ~ Kim. Young, passionate, curious Writress www.Facebook.com/LittleWritress
May 6, 2018
Apeldoorn, Netherlands

I think talking only makes things worse. It was not just you cheating, it was a whole year of pain and insecurity in which I felt very alone and was no longer happy because of our relationship. I don't believe the person you are can make me happy, and I don't believe in change anymore after two years of trying. You lied too much already to make me believe you if we talk anyway, and I am done being hurt. You took me for granted and wasted your chance on us, now we both deal with the consequences untill time makes us forget.

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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April 28, 2018
 

Kijk

Kijk eens even heel goed

Naar waar je vandaan bent gekomen en waar je nu staat

Met je rug recht en je hoofd omhoog

Kijk eens naar jezelf

Je ogen

Je straalt

Je bent mooi

Jij mag er zijn

Met je armen open en je haren in de wind

Handen ver rijkend naar de wolken

Een adem

Een aanloop

Je springt

En zweeft

Je kan ze nog wel horen, maar het geluid veraagt en de wind suist

Je vliegt, je leeft

En je hebt lief

PINEAPPLE
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April 26, 2018
 

I sigh and grunt angrily. I could try write out for you what that must have sounded like, but I don't think that there's many literary devices that could accurately illustrate and convey the frustration that accompanies a growl like that.

In fact, I had to quickly escape to google translate to check if by 'grunt' I didn't actually mean  'groan' or 'grumble'. Am I that creatively-incapable? I sigh again.
I guess I must be.

An annoying, whiny voice breaks my concentration. I look up from my writing at the laptop in front of me and click the tab that says 'Kylie Minogue - Stop...'
Ironically, the sentence is cut off there.

"Yeah, Kylie. Stop." I think as I make her shut up with a single click...

FACE YOUR FEARS
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April 24, 2018
 

Appearance is a powerful tool. And the biggest lie you can tell someone. I always used to think that a lie could be seen in someone’s eyes when told. That the truth would float up to the surface, visible like an oil stain on water. But it does not. Truths are like separated droplets in a sea. Unseen, submerged, dissolved. We only see the sea. Appearance is a powerful tool.

I don’t like the taste of coffee. But I drink it anyway because I feel like I need it. Sometimes. We need to move on fuelled by whatever floats our boats. As long as we keep pushing forward. Go, go. Figure it out. Figure it out. But don’t stop moving. I don’t like the taste of coffee because it’s bitter. It even sounds b...

ORIGINAL
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April 16, 2018
 

The time he secretly went out with Felicia and said: 'Oh wat erg... Gaan we een keer uit gebeurt dit!' He either took someone home, kissed, or went home with someone to their place. Felicia knew about this cheating.

The time he had text from Nina, saying 'Waarom doen we dit toch altijd? XD' and 'Wel gek. Nu associeer ik thee met jou met sex.' And you said that you just "talked about sex while drinking tea". And dumb me gave you the benefit of the doubt. How could I be this stupid? Now we know better.

You went to parties of Loes, obviously slutty as we can derive from her trying to grab you ass, trying to take off her pants to show HER ass, and showing us a video of a guy coming in her eye....

LOVE, HER
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April 2, 2018
 

Only time can save me now
With tie and knot a rope

My feet below they leave the ground
Condemn the fleeting hope

Its sickness of the heart
As it has rot away for years

Must it now be revived from pain
And dry up in its tears

Never again, no more I plea
I leave this heart to history

Happiness to myself I vow

Only time can save me now

ANGEL OF FAITH
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March 17, 2018
 

I lost it all

To you I fall
Through my fingers you ran away

We couldn't hold
We broke
We crawled

And never did I really think
To you I'd lose
But still we can't
And still we want

We hurt each other either way
Why is it so hard not to stay?

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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January 29, 2018
 

Dark mind, sprouting in my deepest deapths. Rankling and rampaging, gaining as we speak.

Mildful mind full of dark, growing on the walls of yourself like poisonous plants, crickling and cracketing as branches snap and thorns appear.

Deep unsought despair, care for THE world but not YOUR world, ripping the flowers of the grass and withering the trees with your ever itching ivy.

Blocking the light and banishing the warmth. Vanishing of love, stop its flows by building dikes. None of them may enter, no trespassing, shoot at sight.

Draining all the water
from the seas.
Emptying the earth.
And the liveless All once loved
now lays rusting.

As you mockingly mourn.
Sickening stink of anger. ...

ENDLESS STARS
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January 28, 2018
 

Hi there stranger,

So I just spent an insane amount of time on one philosophical question I had to answer as homework for monday at university, but I did way more than was expected of me because... There's just so much to think about.

Now, I am sitting in the bathroom, contemplating what flavour of chocolate I'll go get in the supermarket, what I want for lunch, and how to be able to do the things I still have to do before Monday, now that I spent unproportionally much time on philosophy.

Such is my life, right here in the now. And funnily, you who dont even know me, are the only one whom I am sharing these small, unimportant contemplations with. Isn't that a stragely intimate connection...

ANGEL OF UNDERSTANDING
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January 25, 2018
 

Consequences riddle
creeping to the battlefront
in velvet red robes with ribbons
they searched a better font

Lies belittle in California
huddled up in perfect skin
with stone faced covers they asked politely
"Would you let me in?"

SWAN
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January 15, 2018
 

I have but little love to give
but little loving that I do

I lovingly give it away
To the lover who is loving you

For lovers who bring roses
And read poetry in France

The lovers who are dreaming
Who drink wine and dine and dance

I give my little love to them
so that I give my share

To the world of love I leave behind
As you're no longer there

I spent my love on run-aways
And shortly lived affairs

And though I called them lovers
There was hardly love to share

Poor heart still so unknowing
It ran out before its time

So that when
It fell for you
And hoped to love like lovers do

The little love
Was not enough

To keep you heart from wandering off

To the lovers of plenty who dine an...

MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
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August 13, 2017
 

Everybody wants to be with you
But once somebody has you

No heart can bare to stay with you
Because we want only you

And you want everybody

VISIONS
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June 19, 2017
 

I confine my little life
To the contents of a box

Wrapped up in carbon
All I own

My paintings, books and colored socks

The pictures I take off the walls
And carefully tuck them away

Between my sheets and pillowcase
To be hung up some other day

When I lock my door one last time
Nostalgia exults

And then Ieave
in search of 'home'

The nomad life of young adults

JULI
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May 26, 2017
 

Please help a broken wing.

Here's something I wrote on a girls forum in utter desperation. I need someone to help me. Please, help.

- A broken winged Writress

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Hi... So I finally found a topic that suits my issue, and I am having huge trouble. I don't know who to turn to and it's getting so bad that I have come to this place... A girls forum. So here comes the story of Snooper Gurl, please, please help me out.

This problem started way, way back. I am in a relationship of about three years with a man of 27. I am 19, but he's a lot more immature than his age and I am a lot more grown up for my age. We meet in the middle, and though we had to fight f...

FREEDOM FOR EVERYONE
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May 23, 2017
 

Dansen met de wind
In de armen van de wolken
Waar geluiden lieflijk dwalen
Zacht als watten, stil, verstomd

Beweeg ik zwevend door de leegte
Met een glimlach om mijn mond
En de wind, zij is mijn partner
Die mij mee neemt in haar dans

Zo stuurt en begeleidt ze
verhaalt en draait zij mij
dansend als een zomeravond
die haar rust en einde vindt

Leeg van binnen en van buiten
waait ze teder door mij heen
Tot ze rustig weer gaat liggen

Dansen met de wind

Voor Bjørn-Olle

TAIBA BILAL
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May 7, 2017
 

Me and my unfaithful heart
At night stay up and fight
And I hate her and she hates me
We mutually collide

When I tell her to cut it out
She quivers in my chest
And stabs me with an aching pain
Saying it's for the best

That she protects me out of love
But all she does is cuss
Upon the things I care for most
And worries it to dust

When I go to bed at night
that's when she likes to start
To cultivate the fears that grow
And blossom in my heart

I don't know what do with her
When all she does is beat
That heavy drum inside my chest
Announcing my defeat

Me and my unfaithful heart
We do make quite the pair
But despite all, I know I'd lose
my way if she's not there

We know that we can't go ...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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May 1, 2017
 

Dear distant stars,
Please watch over me tonight
Shelter me with soothing shimmer
Give my dark a little light

Then I'll rest in peace and silence,
knowing that stars in the sky,
place their waking eyes upon me
As the darkest nights go by

And as a speck of dust I wander
leaving but a little trace

Of what I was and am and will be
In this vast and timeless space

Dear distant stars,
It's the children of the night
Who you lovingly gaze down on
As their deepest dreams take flight

Child of starlight,
Be at peace

Rest the worries that you weigh

And let quiet slumber take you
To the dawning of the day

MAY PHOTO MONTH
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April 6, 2017
 

Let boys be boys

I'm caught up for a moment in my tangled thoughts that run everywhere, but I want to try bring across a couple of points.

First of all, detaching from the pressure and standards girls need to adhere too is getting more and more attention in my personal environment. I'm participating in lectures about 'reversed catcalling', I'm confronted with women choosing not to shave because they do not want to and shouldn't be forced to, even though my own cultural oppression causes me to feel dirty if I don't shave. There is a more modern form of feminism on the rise and there's a lot of powerful characters around who intrigue me and who fight for women being allowed to be women witho...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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February 13, 2017
 

Quiet wordlessness
of the body, mind and soul
When is called upon it echoes
through its empty, quiet whole

In the absence of the clamor
quietude can calmly be
In the kingdom of the quiet
Gurgles taciturnity

In silence without consonace
Tranquility, with grace,
swallows up and washes over
the vast toneless, endless space

Finding content in cessation
of disturbed serenity
Returns resonance and sound
to speak the inexplicably.

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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February 11, 2017
 

It's been one and a million years of change since I been here. I recognize my small, insecure self in the letters I wrote. Still afraid to dare. Still afraid to dream. But did it anyway.

I am almost a year in university now. I have my own dance class of 16 amazing young women who trust me to teach them. I took on poledancing and I'm learning fast. My grades are as they should be. I moved out of the house of my parents and started living on my own. My little ivory tower, three stories high. A little palace filled with light and warmth. With windows and paintings and christmas lights that shine long after Christmas.

Finally, maybe, there's room to grow. Finally, I feel more elevated. Though...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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June 1, 2016
 

Traveling with you again.
I call you my most faithful friend.

Because when everybody found their seat,
Its you who keeps me company.

You ask me how I'm doing, what I'm thinking, how I feel.
While only you acknowledge, the pain with which we deal.

We only talk in silence, so that nobody can hear. And wordlessly I share with you, insecurities and fear.

I hope that some day you'll take off, and that you'll stay away from me. I count the days until you're gone, until without you I can be.

But until then I share with you,
my most faithful friend

In this crowded bus so full
some of them have to stand

They're all pretending not to see,
but damn well know you're there.

Sitting next to me, ...

ORIGINAL
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May 19, 2016
 

Let me
Let me love

Let me get closer to your hiding
To your crawling deep in nooks unknown

and find you in the darkness

Let me, let me
hold you dearest
and weigh your worries in my arms
Shield you from the world that roars, but whispers when when you're close to me

Let me soften all the sounds, the vibrant colors turned to mist
To ease the racing in your heart
and hold it tightly as it sleeps

Let me, let me.

Let me, dearest.

Because I travel where you can't see
Because I want to let you feel
To be let loved by me

ORIGINAL
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May 18, 2016
 

You think we do not hear
but all the walls have ears

You think we do not feel deceit whenever it is near

You think we do not see
You think we do not know

You think that yet another lie is not another blow

You think we do not grasp the way you wringe and cringe and smile

You think you can conceal the way you've struggled for a while

By letting nothing pass the border of your iron will

You think you can sentence to silence what is there to kill

ORIGINAL
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May 11, 2016
 

Bbrrdoom... doum... doum...

A distant drum echoes across the empty lands. It's an ominous sound that brings a message of change... and danger.
The desperate cries that had filled the air before, have grown silent. For everyone knows that tonight, they have reached a point beyond despair. Those who stand in fear embrace their unavoidable fate, and those with strength left to stand up straight sharpen their weapons for the fight to come...

For all know, that when tomorrow comes, there is no way back. One more night. One more dawn.

In the calmth before the storm, people close their eyes.

And they pray.

Hoping that whatever God is there hears them, shelters them, harbors them, as the day of...

ORIGINAL
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April 7, 2016
 

I sit here, listening to my ex-best friend laughing till tears well up in her eyes. It's when I realize, that I can't remember the last time I laughed until I lay on the ground crying.

I do remember the last time I lay on the ground crying though. oh such pessimistic thoughts! stop it!

I'm through with this. with these people. with these surroundings. with these expectations. with these responsibilities. with this attitude! my attitude! get out of here!

There. shake it off.

I need an emotional renaissance. a rebirth. a new current and a refreshing wind. I feel no urge to carry on trying here, though I have to. I can not leave this chapter without an ending. otherwise it'll just dread o...

DARK ASH GREY
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April 1, 2016
 

"Dearest..?"
She wasn't sure whether she had spoken to him or to the empty ceiling high above her. For a long time the only sound that had filled the room was his rhythmic breathing.
In... and out... Not a word was said.

The breathing stopped. For one second only. And that second rippled an eternity of silence. She turned her head sideways to look at him, and witness the sight that had pained her the last couple of hours.
His forehead was pleated into a tormented frown, as if the weight of the world pushed down his eyebrows. He gazed at the ceiling too, but with a look that was so intense it could split a heart in two. As if the ceiling was to blame for all of this...

He didn't turn to l...

ORIGINAL
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March 22, 2016
 

Niet in mijn land
niet in mijn huis
niet in mijn hart

Not in my country
not in my home
not in my heart

JE SUIS BELGIUM
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March 19, 2016
 

Waar ben je dan?
Als je snachts loopt over straat
Op je ver versleten gympjes
in je oude, blauwe trui

En mis je thuis?
Je bed, je kamer
Die nu leeg is
zonder jou

Wil je naar huis?
Of ging je juist
omdat het niet meer ging
en je moest gaan

Waar ga je heen
reiziger te voet
en kom je ooit
weer aan?

ORIGINAL
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March 2, 2016
 

I come from an ancient species. Much like you. Not divine. Evolutionary. Yet our legacy started long before you could walk on two legs.
We developed ourselves quickly and adapted easily to extreme circumstances. Eventhough we've often been associated with the sky, and anything with wings, we're more closely tied to reptiles.We can endure great heat and high pressure. We run fast, are able to travel long distances through freezing environments. Our skin is supple, yet strong and can endure a rough circumstances.
In a way, we are the ultimate survival species. We do not have sharp claws, or long teeth with which we could have defended ourselves against the rough beasts that roamed the lands ma...

ORIGINAL
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