| My name is Rose and I think I might (not) be a giant. |


yes,no,maybe,idon'tknowYesterday you told me you were dying (because you have a cold and we all know colds are horrible) You asked me jokingly if I was dying too and I replied "hehe. no." But a part of me felt this was a lie (because sometimes it feels like I am, on the inside, and now more than ever) I couldn't tell you this, though. Not right there in that room whilst everyone else was chatting and laughing. What would you even say in reply? (Sometimes, I think you feel this way too)yes,no,maybe,idon'tknow
Today you said "nobody loves me" (I didn't know if you were being serious or not because we weren't having a serious conversation) I


love is like a circleIt's 'a poem I wrote when I was ten' time! :Plove is like a circle
Love is like a circle, it goes on and on and on, love is like a nightingale, bursting into song. Love is meant for everyone, whoever they may be,
love is meant for anyone, could be you, could be me. Love comes from the heart, it's warmth fills the air, love comes from the inside, to fight against despair. Love can cause a tidal wave, a tidal wave of might,
love can cause a light to shine, on into the night.
Love is felt by many, it makes them happily glow,
love is felt by many, just some don't let it show.


what if hope isn't enough?go ahead; wish upon a star - but it won't get you very far.what if hope isn't enough?


?You are talking to me and I am feeling what people call butterflies. Except they lie when they tell you it is in your stomach because I can feel them rising from my tummy up my throat, and I wouldn't be suprised if I opened my mouth to speak and instead vomited out blue and green and yellow flimsy fluttering creatures.?
You are talking to me and I am struggling to find words, not because you have said something particularly extraordinary, but because I find my mind on overdrive repeating iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouandithurtssobad. In that room I reckon I am blushing. In that room I know I am quiet, because that is just how I have bee


social anxiety.i'm sorry, but we can't talk. not now, not ever.social anxiety.
because i may say something i'll regret later.
because i may make you feel very uncomfortable.
because i may just stop breathing for the rest of the day.
because i may upset you and you'll run away forever.
i hope you understand i'm only doing this for your own good.
it's not really for me. i can just feel it. and it's not good.
my throat tenses up. my head throbs around. my fingertips stop feeling.  
| My name is Rose and I think I might (not) be a giant. |
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( it'sgonnabealright )
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"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye." - The Little Prince
DFTB, DFTB, DFTBA!
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if you're reading this,
then you're still alive. whether
that be a good or bad thing,
you mean the world to me.
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"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye." - The Little Prince
DFTB, DFTB, DFTBA!
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"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye." - The Little Prince
DFTB, DFTB, DFTBA!
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we chase these days down with talks of
the places that we will go.
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"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye." - The Little Prince
DFTB, DFTB, DFTBA!
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(this) is nothing.
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"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye." - The Little Prince
DFTB, DFTB, DFTBA!
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