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I love my little brother.

I love my little brother.

I want to inspire.

I want to inspire.

Sometimes,I miss it.

The comforts.
The lights that are always on,
waiting for you to come inside.
The warm air that greets you
as you walk through the door.
The warm faces.
The scent of a hand-
cooked meal.
My mother’s voice.
My brothers’ laugh
My friends always knocking
on my door.
My dog.
My bed.
My home—
sometimes, I miss it.

—MJM
"The Talk"

I couldn’t move; I felt trapped
like a fly in a web,
and you were the Black Widow.
You devoured me,
even though I had loved you
and you had loved me back;
but you took your time
like an hourglass,
waiting to empty it’s last
grain of sand,
before you could tell me that
you didn’t mean it.
You said, “I don’t know what it is,
but I just don’t feel the same…”
I sank,
deep, into the couch beside you;
frantically trying to catch my breath,
but the air felt heavy,
my heart started racing
and the butterflies in my stomach felt
like they were going to hurl out of my mouth.
I was dazing in and out—unsure
of what was real; it all began to feel
like some kind of harrowing dream
only I wasn’t asleep.
You had left me, there, with
half a heart—barely beating—and
I felt the door shut.
You had left as quickly
as I had let you in.

—MJM

NAT WAS HERE MICHELLE U R VERY COOL GLAD WE MEET & LIKE CLICKED THNX FOR MY SHUTTLE TICKET #lulzzzz

Wombmate/best friend/sister/family. <33

Wombmate/best friend/sister/family. <33

Stay positive. Forever.

Stay positive. Forever.

Enough said.

Enough said.

I lost myself in you

I had a vision, a dream,

a sense of direction.

I saw the world as I had always seen it,since I was a child. My eyes gleamed with excitement
and I felt invincible.

I was so beautifully alone
before I had met you

and that’s how I wish I had stayed.
Because I never should’ve let you

have what wasn’t yours to take.

I gave you my fears, my desires,

my love…..

I gave you all that I was

and when I had lost you,

I had lost myself.

Because all that I was,was you

and all that I am now

is just a vague memory 

of what I used to be.

—MJM