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🕯️ About the Castle I am the castle. These halls creak with memory. Some walls have wept. Some still do. Each room you enter here each piece of writing—is something I couldn’t keep inside any longer. My thoughts live like dust in the corners. My stories breathe through the cracks. You’re not just reading… you’re wandering through me. You’ll find: Diary pages dressed up as poems Holy things broken and glittering on the floor Flirty whispers tucked between grief There is pain here. But there is also hope. Somewhere between the ache and the softness, the candle never quite goes out. If you’ve come looking for something quiet and real—welcome. I won’t give you answers. I’ll give you rooms. Some may be locked. Some might know your name. Stay a little while. Or longer.
Thank you Joseph

Thank you Joseph

Dear Joseph

I want to thank you for letting me go

If you didn’t I would have never left.

I want to thank you for listening to your body and sleeping with someone else

If you didn’t I would have been miserable sitting on that couch day after day.

I want to thank you for releasing my soul

If you didn’t I would have wasted my life watching you smoke blunt after blunt.

Dear Joseph I want to thank you for thinking about your needs and not mine

If you didn’t I would have died giving you all of me.

I want to thank you for giving her the attention you never gave me

because if you didn’t I would have gotten depressed from your mood swings.

I want to thank you for being rude to me

If you weren’t then I would still be in your stuffy little room.

I want to thank you for never taking the initiative to take me on a date

If you did, I would still be with you wondering why that was the ONLY date you took me on.

Thank you for flaunting your interest for her in front of my face

If you didn’t, I wouldn’t of realized how ugly of a person you are; inside and out.

Dear Joseph I want to thank you for showing your true self the last day I showed up to your house

If you didn’t then I would still be blinded by a covert/vulnerable narcissist.

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