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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 23, 2020
 

There's certain paths you walk alone,

and I'll walk alone untill I'm home.

With a head held high and heart with hope,

I'll walk alone untill I'm home.

EARTH AND SKY
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April 25, 2020
 

Not everything in life is mutually exclusive.

You can be both brave and scared at the same time. Harbour a dark madness while maintaining complete sanity. Have both self destructing tendencies AND be in perfect control of your own wellbeing.

To be one thing, does not mean to not be another.

To be a kind person, doesn't mean you are not capable of cruel acts. To be a damaged person, doesn't mean you are not capable of self love and growth.

Just because you're afraid of getting hurt, doesn't mean you should prevent yourself from getting close to things that might hurt you. Because if something can hurt you, it means it matters. And to have a fulfilling life, means to have a life filled with...

SIMPLICITY DAY
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February 26, 2020
 

02:41

Leeg.
Zo leeg.

En dan lig je..
Met je ogen wijd open, starend in het donker. Het warme lichaam van een slapende minnaar naast je en toch..

Elke seconde lijkt een eeuwigheid te duren, maar nogsteeds is de nacht te kort.
Want je voelt nu al het gewicht en de schuld waarmee je morgen ochtend zal opstaan.

Het knaagt aan je bedrand. Het trekt aan je dekens wanneer je denkt aan de blikken die je morgen zal moeten ontwijken. Omdat je er niet uit ziet.
Vermoeid.
Opgedroogd.

Gaat het wel goed met je? Ben je ziek? Slecht geslapen? Ja het gaat. Ja het gaat...

Leeg.

Naast je draait je minnaar zich om. Snurkt een beetje. Gelukzalig opgegaan in een diepe, dromeloze slaap. De enige plek waa...

SIMPLICITY DAY
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February 7, 2020
 

Ik ben groot

Zoveel groter dan

De dingen die jij ziet

Groter dan jij begrijpen kan
Want al ben jij misschien ouder dan
Gaat mijn hoofd en hart veel verder en
weet ik dingen die jij nog niet kent

Ik wil veel meer. Ik kan veel meer.
En er komt een dag,
dat jij je realiseert

Hoe groot ik ben
Voor niemand bang

En ik glimlach en zeg:

"Zo groot was ik al lang."

JUST LOVE
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January 30, 2020
 

I get closer and closer
To crossing the line
To come to an ending
To leave you behind

I get closer and closer
To the edge of the dock
To the last turning pages
To the bow and applause

So close now I feel it
the shattering of worlds
Possibility in shambles
Time and history unturned

Closer and closer
But then
I turn away

Clinging to my sanity

So on the docks I stay.

LIGHT LETTRS LOGO
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January 25, 2020
 

Ja godverdomme. Begin je met een opzet van iets moois omdat je je kut voelt, wordt wat mooi is te 'gemaakt', omdat je je kut voelen om wilt zetten in iets moois, en dat lukt natuurlijk niet. En dan voel je je dus nog kutter. Kut.

WRITING IS LIFE
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November 23, 2019
 

Ik wil zo graag gezien worden voor wie ik ben.

Ik wil zo graag iemand hebben die er altijd en onvoorwaardelijk voor mij is, en bij wie ik in het hier en nu volledig naakt mag zijn.

Ik wil naakt zijn.

Ik wil gezien worden.

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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November 23, 2019
 

Ik vind het moeilijk dat je niet alles wat jouw waarheid is met mensen kan delen zonder pijn te worden gedaan.

Ik vind het verschrikkelijk dat ik moet accepteren dat sommige dingen hierdoor nooit gedeeld zullen worden. Dat je uit angs nooit helemaal, HELEMAAL jezelf mag zijn. Met alle momenten van proberen, twijfel en pijn inbegrepen.

Ik ben mooi percies omdat ik exact ben wie ik ben en exact heb gedaan wat ik heb gedaan. Maar ik mag het hele plaatje niet delen, omdat jij maar van een deel wilt houden. En ik wil zo veel mogelijk van jouw liefde vangen als ik maar kan.

Dus al zou ik zonder verdriet mijn hele zelf willen laten zien en zijn, doe ik dat niet, want dan krijg ik minder, of ander...

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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November 23, 2019
 

Ik vind het moeilijk omdat ik weet dat of Martijn tegen jullie zal liegen, omdat de waarheid veel te emotioneel zware emoties op roept om te kunnen dragen voor wie dan ook.

En ik vind het moeilijk om te horen en te zien hoe de voorbeelden die gebruikt worden en de woorden die gezegd worden precies hetzelfde zijn als die tegen mij gebruikt werden.

Het gaat dus niet om wat er gebeurt. Het gaat om wat dit losmaakt in jullie en hoe jullie hier mee om gaan.

Je bent niet 'veranderd', je hebt gewoon geluk dat het voorbij is en dat je dus niet meer met je eigen emoties hoeft te dealen. Wij zijn nu closer niet omdat jij verandert bent, maar omdat ik het object wat tussen ons in staat heb weggeha...

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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November 23, 2019
 

Ik vind het moeilijk om te accepteren dat dingen zijn zoals ze zijn.

Ik vind het moeilijk om te accepteren dat mensen soms gewoon niet KUNNEN veranderen, omdat ik denk dat je ALTIJD kan veranderen.

Ik vind het moeilijk om te accepteren dat ik misschien mezelf ben op een manier waarvan mensen willen dat ik zou veranderen.

En dat ik dat misschien ook niet kan.

Omdat ik vind dat ik het zo best goed doe.

Ik vind het moeilijk om te accepteren dat iedereen dat vind van zichzelf.

En dat dus niemand wil veranderen.

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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November 4, 2019
 

Carbonara with the Italian
Coffee with Paul the French Guy
Cheescake with Fauaad
Late movienight with Berlin
Dinner and diatribes with Greece
Windows with Fionn and Elena
Rooftops with Cenk
Double standards with Lions

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October 9, 2019
 

I am nothing more
Than a page
Than a moment

Than a feed of life that's fading
Into different shades of grey

I am no more than a routine
Than a sequence
A refrain

That's replayed, reused, recycled
And rewinded every day

I am predictable
Responsible
Reliable
Redundant

I am well thought up and choreographed
Constructed and precise

I am what you see of me
What I leave for you to find

For unperceived
Does not exist

In a world outside the mind

My mind is hidden
Unshared, untrue
Can not be paraphrased

Into words, pictures or sentiments
That fit the everyday

When failing to find
How to share the mind
One forgets how to be
And who to be

Untill trails of thought
Wind up dead ended

...

MADE WITH LOVE
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October 8, 2019
 

How did I wind up here
On the other side of the wall

With eyes as empty as my hands
Through which everything falls

I pray to God that its not what it seems. That it's not as good. That it's not all I ever pictured.

When do I get to rediscover all of this? Before it's too late. Before I believe that it'll never be with anyone like it was with you.

I'm so afraid of missing you. I hate looking at her and thinking that she's better looking. Better at dancing. That she is better at being happy with you than I ever was.

I'm still haunted and locked up. And I don't want to be anymore. I'm losing faith, I need someone to rescue me.

MADE WITH LOVE
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October 6, 2019
 

Ik wil een ander verhaal. Een ander verhaal dan het verhaal dat ik al heb. Een ander verhaal dan ik altijd al, over en over EN OVER heb verteld.

Het verhaal dat ik zo goed ken dat ik het kan dromen. Dat ik uit kan kotsen omdat ik er zo, ZO klaar mee ben.

Hoe word ik meer dan dit? Meer dan dit verhaal waaruit al mijn gevoel, al mijn inspiratie altijd voortkomt. Ik wil meer dan dit, meer dan deze muze, meer dan deze verstikkende manier van denken. Die mij opsluit, vast houd. Mijn handen, gebonden door de rode draad van mijn verhaallijn.

Ik wil vrij zijn. Vrij van dit verhaal, wie ik ben, wie ik was. Maar hoe kom je los? Hoe ontsnap je aan het verhaal, dat je altijd hebt verteld, en steeds w...

SUPPORT AND SAVE US!
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September 29, 2019
 

Ik mis het om boos te zijn
Om te schreeuwen en te slaan

Om te koken van de woede
En passievol kapot te gaan

Ik mis het om te vechten
Om gelijk van mens tot mens
Elkaar toegewijd te haten
En niet los meer willen laten

Ik mis het op de rand te staan
Ik mis het om te ver te gaan
Ik mis het zonder wrok of spijt
Vermorzelen van tederheid

Ik mis het hemels hulpeloos
Ik mis het razend roekeloos
Ik mis verdrinken in de strijd
En het verlies van waardigheid

Verslaafd
verstomt
verslagen

En met volle overgave

Zal ik steeds mezelf verlagen

Ga ik op in de extase

SEE IT SHARP
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June 2, 2019
 

As those of you who have seen my ups and downs may know, I ended a relationship of four years because my partner had sex with many women. Well actually, no. That's not why I broke up. Because I stayed even after finding out. I broke up because he kept failing to live up to his promises. I broke up because he blamed me for everything that had happened.

My sister helped me through that period. Though she was against me going back to him she was there most of the time. She voiced his resentment for him, but did comfort me when I cried and went back to him. Now we are not in touch as we used to. She feels elusive sometimes. She's just not good with her phone I suppose, and living apart that's th...

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 6, 2019
 

How long does it take... Untill you don't move me anymore. That I can be indifferent. That I can see in clear light, and say: "I feel nothing."

Why do I want to smile? Why do I want to encourage. To believe in change

To believe the same old lies I have always created, and always believed. Seeing how they have ruined the people I loved most. They are struggling, they are hurting. Still. Because of me. Because of me believing my lies. About you.

I want to be mad at you, because madness I can give a place in my heart. If I am not mad, but I also can't forgive you. I don't miss you, but you also still feel like you're more mine than anyone else's. Under my spell. Another lie I always believed ...

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 6, 2019
 

How long does it take
For a flower to die

A rose to wither wearily
A friend to say goodbye

How long does it take
Before a dream comes to an end

Before the footsteps on a surface
Are covered up in sand

How long does it take
Till all the droplets in the sea
Till all the stars high in the sky
Till all the pebbles
All the trees

Untill of of them have faded
And a foe becomes a foil
Will a new seed sprout it's leaflets

Start to grow in havocked soil

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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February 22, 2019
 

Replacement is a feeling that latches deep into a soul.

It is such harsh value judgements that it can shake an entire person's foundation and self-image. And even if the self-worth is grounded strongly enough, it atleast causes a rare kind of heartbreak.

Especially when this person was, in your eyes, deemed irreplaceable.

Replacement by othersis an attack on one's own sense of uniqueness, of unmatched value that is now matched, and beaten.

A friendship that ends in replacement, is one that will haunt, and hurt, for a long time.

And will leave one wondering... Was it deserved?

WHITE CLOCK
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February 14, 2019
 

The day she turned into a Peacock
She shook up all her feathers

And from the down that dared not speak
emerged amazing colors

When she turned into a peacock
She stretched her neck and grew

Saw things in a new perspective
from her lengthy royal blue

When she turned into a peacock
on her head emerged a crown

Only matched in vibrant beauty
by the long drag of her gown

The day she turned into a peacock
She leaped into the sky

Realizing her full potential
as she spread her wings to fly

When she turned into a peacock
She was no longer afraid

And as she sat down
on her tree-top-throne

was mistress of her fate.

FAVORITE COLORS
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February 14, 2019
 

Love is patient.
Love is kind.

It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. Love never fails.

Love is with you.

- Lettrs

TINY QUEEN
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September 28, 2015
 

Allright everyone listen up!

Now thats sounds like a normal thing to say, no?
Yet I am certain that the majority of people, doesn't realize that it is not.

Because what if listening up is not an option? What if, in fact, listening in any direction is impossible?

Living life muted. I never comprehended the impact of it.

I never realized what it would be like to not be able to sing, to voice, to listen to music, to dance, to just walk up to someone and say hello. It sounds like a distant world, whereas in fact that world hardly sounds at all!

But here's the paradox.
Do not pitty our feeble ears.

Living life with the volume a little lower than average has obscured perks. There is lots of...

ORIGINAL
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February 1, 2019
 

- Those Who Act Win -

'The Good' or 'Happiness' is not something which we possess, but it is something which, if we want to have it, we must practice actively, every day.

"For, in the Olympic Games, it is not the most beautiful and the strongest that are crowned, but those who compete. Those who act win, and rightly win, the noble and good things in life." - Nicomachean Ethics By Aristotle

Start doing.

BE BRAVE
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December 24, 2018
 

Wish I could rip out my heart
My stupid heart

No not my heart
My head, my mind

So consumed by hate
And sleepless nights

Eaten up by anger and rage
Before Christmas
It shames me

Is this how murderers are made?
Is this how murderers are made?

Just take it out
Take it away
Away from me
Out of me
I pray it never happened
I wish it never happened
I wish I never got so raped by another mind

So much hate.
But the haters are losers
The haters are those who lose the most

I don't want to be
I hate the hate
I hate the tears
I hate everything you even looked at

Is this how murderers are made?

I hate how you raped me
How could you even?

You put your hate in me so forcefully

How does one forgi...

CHRISTMAS FLOWERS
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December 8, 2018
 

Let the rain fall like teardrops
from a desolate sky.

It's the grief of the darkness
when the moon 's at its high.

Let the wind be your whispers that howl through the night.

When it storms with the wondrous,
it is safest inside.

BE BRAVE
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November 16, 2018
 

I hate you now
For how you said goodbye
But I know I will cry on the day that you die

I hate you now
For my pain and your lies
But I know I will cry on the day that you die

I will not forgive you
For your hatred and crimes
But I know I will cry on the day that you die

Will remember how cruelly
You left me behind
But I know I will cry on the day that you die

Pray you won't find peace
In your heart nor your mind
But I know I will cry on the day that you die

Tell the tale of a man
Who destroyed other's lifes
Who knowingly destructed
My fierceness to fight

Left me raped and abused
Left me broken inside

But I know I will cry on the day that you die

But I know I will cry on the day that yo...

BLUSHED
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October 17, 2018
 

I have spent too many words. They're too precious, and yet they were thrown in a bottomless well. I don't want to do that anymore. They should be used on someone worthy, and that someone is me.

I don't even want to acknowledge the sadness I feel. Because it seems as if it doesn't do justice to how things are. But at times, when I go searching for reasons, for a how or a why, I open the door and dip in to what is still there. The nameless sensation I have never had before.

And I don't want to name it, because naming might give it the idea it deserves a place in my life, which it does not. It is hard to mourn when nothing is lost. Nothing but a fickle idea. And a feeling.

And maybe, that's...

WHITE CLOCK
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August 27, 2018
 

I hate every toxic memory.

STRAIGHT LINES
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August 27, 2018
 

I wish I had never met you.

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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