The Privileged Feminist and the WomanShe was a feminist, born free,The Privileged Feminist and the Woman2 days ago in Emotional More Like This
while she was a woman born over seas.
She was the feminist who went to school,
while she was the woman who paid unrightful dues.
She was the feminist who went to college,
while she was the woman forced to work without knowledge.
She was the feminist who preached her corrupted views,
She was the woman whose homeland was on the news.
She was the feminist who spoke her annoying mind,
She was the woman who could only be at peace inside.
She was the feminist who could walk freely,
She was the woman that would get beaten weekly.
She was the feminist who blamed men for everything,
She was the woman who was forced to bare men's offspring.
She was the feminist who could chose her life
She was the woman who didn't make it past twenty five.
She is the feminist who is blind to the world,
who only cares for herself, her life is like a pearl,
She is the woman who cannot show her face,
as an excuse to be modest, faithful and chaste.
She is the feminist who is ignorant t
Adorned with RegretAllow me a moment to be Frank..Adorned with Regret7 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
fine.. fine.. you can be Bob.
I was at the movies tonight, happy as a lark,
lost in my latest cinematic fix and all the while laughter from behind
drew my attention. It was obnoxiously loud yes, but real.
Heartfelt laughter. As the movie wore on though, I sensed something more.
Tried to make out her face but it was too dark. Hair covering half of it,
very short emo style in nature. She sat alone. Laughed alone.
Loud enough so that she felt like she was with the rest of us.
With her bestfriends watching a movie.
The preppy girls a few chairs down from her looking at her like a lost little lunatic. There was a pang of sympathy for her in the micro story i concocted without real basis.
In time it abated. The movie ended.
And I turned to my friend to discuss the film, getting my nerd on.
In the background of my discussion I heard her talking aloud to herself.
Softly. The very things I was speaking about, her eyes shyly glancing at me
as if pleading for me to
... and nobody cares.Can you see these empty eyes, screaming for help? No you can't.... and nobody cares.3 days ago in Emotional More Like This
Oh come on, you're not sick! I can't see it! Your answer was. You're thinking of me as a malingerer, don't try to tell me otherwise. You think I'm one of the comfortably sick to get through life easy.
Have you ever asked yourself why you (still) live? What is worth for living? When all problems hail down on you at once and you threaten to suffocate, seeing all your plans and dreams destroyed, you won't consider giving up, don't you?
Come get your ass up, lazy f*ck and get a job again, I once heard you yelling at me. Afterwards I'm asking myself – do you, so called friend, even know me at all? Do you know that the pressure of my past has crushed me into an unstable pile of mood swings, suicide thoughts and psychosomatic sickness? Probably not, because if you'd know me you wouldn't hurt me with your words.
But there are loads of therapists out there, don't whine into my ears any longer, go get your hea
The ScientistCome up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryThe Scientist1 day ago in Emotional More Like This
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I'll set you apart
Roni was excited for her new best friend to finally come over. I was never good at talking to others, so I wasn't excited. I unplugged the airbed from the pump, quickly closing the seal so air wouldn't get out. A knock at the door showed that Roni's friend was here. I peeked out from the hallway, looking at the stranger from my hiding spot.
She was beautiful.
Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions
Oh let's go back to the start
Running in circles, coming in tails
Heads on a science apart
Roni fell asleep around midnight, Chass was a night owl, so she was still up. Me and her had been talking for the past few minutes. Trying to get to know each other. I was falling in love. Days passed, weeks, we were both really close by now. I wanted to ask her out, but, I was just to nervous.
What if I was just a friend to her?
4 Dead ChordsI’m here, with the darkness embracing me, trying to sleep. My eyes, full of tears, want to sleep, listening to those things that makes me feel bad in the middle of the night, listening to my thoughts written by other mind, but are mine. I know the reason of the sad midnight, when the sky has closed the window and no one can see the spirits, walking lonely roads.4 Dead Chords3 days ago in Emotional More Like This
Maybe I took another wrong way, or the wrong way took me, with a beautiful smile and deep black eyes, asking me if I was truly happy all this time without Starlight; I wasn’t, those days were wasted moments in my life. There’s nothing to see inside a womb, where you are isolated and peaceful with yourself, thinking about the day you had.
I’m drowning in memories, and cry, the droplets that my lung has.
belovedyou're backbeloved2 days ago in Emotional More Like This
and it's so hard
has a year
and gone by
just like that?
have we really
caressed our hearts
and ripped it
today we stand
we had a lot
despite all that's
is still the same.
i never knew
to how blind
going to have
for loving me
if it weren't
i wouldn't have
lived to this point
you saved me.
i will never
you are special.
What it means to be a star...And in the lying lightWhat it means to be a star...2 days ago in Emotional More Like This
you can feel the force.
Yet you can't understand
that what I actually am
may hurt you.
Don't come too close to me
or you may burn yourself
on my flaming skin.
Leave me alone,
although it may hurt me
it is better than seing you in pain.
07/30/2014 Dywiann Xyara
Israel and GazaIsrael and Gaza.Israel and Gaza2 days ago in Emotional More Like This
Both brothers of the same man.
Both prophets of the same land.
Both draw bullets from the same hand.
Both bury the lives of the innocent in the blood covered sand.
Safe and Sound [Reader/???]Safe and Sound [Reader/???]3 days ago in Emotional More Like This
Please Read the Description first, thank you.
I remember you said, don't leave me here alone...
Mafuyu was different, yes, but that did not mean that he wasn't worthless. In fact, if you were to be asked you'd say that he was worth more than most people within this world. Mafuyu was different, yes, but that did not mean that he wasn't the perfect version of himself. You had no idea how it was to be a
ShadowsNo matter how dark, shadows give me hope. For where there is shadow, there is light.Shadows19 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Don't change for othersYou are not your body. A body doesn’t make a person.Don't change for others1 day ago in Emotional More Like This
Your body is the home you live in and it is your property only. You can do with it whatever you want.
Renovate it, rebuild it, decorate it in whichever way you feel the most comfortable with.
There might be people coming to visit that home of yours. Maybe they don’t like what you did with it, maybe they want you to change it.
Throw them out.
It is yours and you’re the only one to decide about its design and style. You are the architect, designer and rightful owner of your body.
You make the decisions and nobody else.
Dear Ephira - Abusive RelationshipsDear EphiraDear Ephira - Abusive Relationships1 day ago in Emotional More Like This
So I thought that it would be fun to have an advice column on my page – you know, like the columns that are popular in newspapers where readers would write in a question and the author would answer with advice. A lot of people in my real life circle as well as my online circle ask me for advice anyway, and I have always wanted to write an advice column! So I thought why not make my own, right?
So this is Dear Ephira, where I will be answering questions in the most non-biased, logical, and helpful way I can. I will take questions from anybody, you don’t have to be a watcher. If you have a question you can just note me with your question. If you would like to remain anonymous when I answer your question (or don’t want me to tag you in the question before I answer it) let me know what you’d like to go by instead. Some examples are like “ConfusedAboutLife” or
---To the Preps who Cant Go to Prom...---2 days ago in Emotional More Like This
You think your life is bad just because your mom or dad wont let you go to prom?
That isn't bad.
You know what is bad?
The fact that while you are worrying about not be aloud to go to prom,there are people in the world that are worrying about where their next meal is coming from,or where they're going to sleep at night.
To the People Who Complain About Their Phone...
You think having an outdated phone is bad?
What about the people who can't even pay to get a hotel room at the cheapest hotel in town?
What about the homeless people who get beat up everyday?
To the People Who Believe They are Better Than Everyone...
Look at yourself.
You think you are the prettiest thing on the planet.
You think that the girl with the different fashion style is a freak.
You think the boy with the buck teeth is a beaver.
You think that the kid with the glasses is a dork,or a nerd.
Sure,you may be pretty on the outside...but that beauty is only SKIN DEEP.
Howl.A pained moan. Soon, followed by another one.Howl.2 days ago in Emotional More Like This
I can't scream, I can't do anything to voice my feelings. This is the only thing I can do to get it out somehow.
Though really, are these emotions coming out, or my pain due to effort I put in storing everything in?
It hurts, and yet she, another me, instead of helping me, just laughs.
She likes watching me struggle. She likes seeing me like this, broken.
And then I've had enough. Again. Because this situation doesn't happen for first, second, or even third time. I have lost the count already.
But everything stays the same. And so do commands and questions.
"Will you ever let me go? Let me go!"
I scream in my head and scream, and she laughs. And on the outside, I can only moan pathetically.
And there it is, again, the laughter that will never fade.
A kiss, and a hug. Seems like an innocent, caring gesture, right? Well, not here.
"I won't." she says, and she means it.
Because she knows I don't want her to.
I'm Too Tired For For The World TodayIm just too tired for the world todayI'm Too Tired For For The World Today3 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Can people survive without me just for today?
I need a break from this chaos
I need to rest
But i know my head is just too much of a mess
So even with a pillow beneath my head
I'll wind up stir crazy
any other way.you welcomed the new year in your own special way of bruised knees and pukingany other way.8 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
your insides into the nearest bushes, guts and all. the fireworks hurt your bloodshot eyes,
so we just listened to them from the safety of our car parked in some back alley. without
the lights and the colours, they lost all beauty and simply sounded like gunfire.
god the difference between us became so obvious in the one small moment, in our reaction
to the sound of explosions of in the distance. my feet started to prepare to run away, you were
readying to become one with it. the fireworks were joined by the screams and cheers of a
million excited people, with a thousand reasons for being so eager for a new year. most were
probably running away from something, much like myself. difference being they knew what,
i just knew that if i let it catch me, it would kill me.
it made me so mad, at how you so recklessly toyed with fate, and spun the imaginary wheel
wondering how to try and die tonight. there was s
Becoming used to the painI miss you.Becoming used to the pain10 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
I miss you so completely.
It hurts, a painful dagger in my chest that twists with every breath.
I wake with swollen eyes as dreams are not enough to stop the tears.
There's a lump in my throat stopping me from swallowing, from eating, from breathing:
I sleep a lot now. You'd scold me, you always said the person you knew wouldn't give up.
I always told you, to remove you would kill me.
It was worse.
Removing you hasn't killed me yet. It's just an endless torture.
Do you remember the night we stayed up until nearly five in the morning?
I relive your words and swallow them like razors.
You warned me of the power you had inside of you to demolish people.
Did you know.... With me... All you had to do was walk away and I would crumble.
I want you to believe I'm fine, that I'm heartless and mean and rude and all of the things you wish me to be.
The truth? I'm all exposed veins and raw nerves.
You didn't understand... I loved you. Completely and entirely.
I didn't go into it lightl
prospective of being singleIt's not really something people look forward to. I remember when I was younger all I wanted to do was have my job, my own apartment, be single and happy. Maybe I was 17 when I thought that. I achieved it after 15 years after I had made up my mind. Life so didn't go as planned.prospective of being single12 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
I left my parents house to live in the UK with a husband. I didn't get the chance to be single. Young and single. Now I'm closing on 40s and I'm not single but separated. I'll never be single now, just divorced.
Weird, isn't it? Either way, I'm happier now and I consider myself to be single. I am in all senses of the word. I have my job, my rented apartment, my life, I travel alone, I go out when I want, I buy the food I want in the quantity I need for myself. These is so much freedom in this, something I am slowly getting used to and sometimes I find myself taking this for granted. It's a good thing, mind you.
Recently though, I feel more and more that I would like to have someone important in my life. Someone
The ties that bound meBe JessicaThe ties that bound me1 day ago in Emotional More Like This
Your acting like your mom
Stop acting like your mom
From the mouth of someone that promised me a real life...You promised...now where is your pay
The man i once had cared for is a fraud
The troubles that haunted my childhood were both his and mothers fault...
He lies to himself to keep meaning within...
Nothing more the a hallow of what he once might have been..
I can kill you right now...
I want you to practice and waist your time on this...
What have you done to me old man?
What am i inside...?
What could i have been!?....
You were made out to be the sane one...how many times have you threatened to hurt mom...weather she was drunk or sober..
How many times have you threatened to hurt me?
Because of him i was almost token by a molester
Because of him I wanted to end my life....
Lies just like my mother...But yet now i can forgive her...
And now you say you still care..but where are you now?..
Always in your room...Smoking and taking your pain numbing drugs...