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    • WHAT TWS WAS, IS, AND CAN BE

      I first joined this site, because I was looking to meet new people, and soon found it would be a nice place to also share all the poetry I've been writing. I've slowly built up a small group of people that really enjoy what I do, and I've even been on the ground floor of a new group, where we all support each other to write more, and so there is a new creative circle that's been formed. For the most part I've had nothing but good experiences here, of course I get the random message for sexing, prompted from out of no where. For some reason this site attracts a lot of rude individuals, but I think there's way more people who come that are just interested in being friends.

      Some features that would be nice, is the ability to share pics with each other through private messaging. Another feature is more interactivity with the groups, as right now they mainly congregate the messages into one area that the members post. It would be nice to be able to message that group, and it posts just there for the members, as to share our ideas with each other more easily. The profiles themselves are also very simple at the moment. Some more customability options would be nice, like a section for pictures on your profile page, or a diary section.

      I've enjoyed my time here, and it would be nice to see just a bit more effort on the staff side, because that's the only way the site will truly grow. I don't want to see something I've been putting so much of my time into fall apart.

      posted in Discuss Anything
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    • A list so everyone knows what "Love is"

      Love is knowing the other person has flaws,
      and instead of them bothering you,
      all you want to do is fix them.
      Love is reaching out when you know there down,
      and lifting there spirits,
      without them having to ask.
      Love is doing literally anything for the other person,
      without hesitation,
      as you know they'd do the same for you.
      Love is going out of your way,
      to see that person smile at least once a day,
      just because their happiness is what makes you happy.
      Love is giving them space when they need it,
      because you know in your heart they'll come back,
      when they're ready again.
      Love is showing your gratitude,
      whenever they do something good for you,
      because showing is just as important as receiving.
      Love is wanting to be with the other person,
      for no other reason,
      that to enjoy there company.
      Love is never using them for your own gain,
      as you should never want to hurt them,
      and only want what's best for them not just you.
      Love is never lying,
      as being open and honest,
      is the only way to have a real relationship.
      Love is looking out for their best interests,
      as you should look out for each other,
      and you want to make sure the best decisions are always made.
      Love is being able to make the hardest decision of all,
      and that's saying goodbye,
      if you know it's what's best for them.

      posted in Poetry
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      US poet
    • Tata for now, but not forever.

      Goodbyes sometimes are not easy,
      as you can get a bit queasy,
      thinking of the ways that they can feel like an end,
      but that doesn't mean you'll never get to spend,
      more time with them,
      it just means that the current moment you’re spending must stop,
      and you know you ought not,
      think of the sadness that can be brought,
      but sometimes that can happen.
      It may change some of your actions,
      as to how you may interact,
      but don't let that distract,
      from this temporary separation you must enact,
      but soon enough you’ll both be back,
      for another joyful experience,
      that could happen in a way that's spontaneous,
      or planned but I'll make sure I'm boisterous,
      for the both of us,
      as happiness can be contagious.
      Some emotions are ageless,
      but just be gracious,
      that we had fun while we were together,
      and look forward to another,
      but for now it's another farewell,
      and try to not dwell,
      upon this departing,
      and take heart in,
      that I'll see you again,
      and keep looking ahead,
      because this all has passed,
      and so long's don't last.

      posted in Art & Literature
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      US poet
    • I'll be your lover, and do you one better.

      I want to wake you up with pleasant memories,
      instead of the terror you find from that negative sensory,
      take care of you on the daily,
      as our love is filled like a treasury,
      so precious and cared for full of emotional gold,
      as I hold your clay heart in my hands and use my words to mold,
      you who are my monarch,
      and I who is your counterpart,
      as I lock into that window that reflects your interior,
      where I see the version of myself that is superior,
      and your presence does nothing but make me grin,
      as we talk learning what lies within.
      Eternal is an aspect I can easily see for us,
      as without you life is just colorless,
      so I always need you to brighten my life,
      and in return I'll be your knight,
      a glimmering protector,
      where we'll make both of our lives better,
      as we continue to write each other’s story,
      one of love, passion, and glory,
      I just want you in the end there standing next to me,
      because I am your biggest devotee.

      posted in Poetry
      US poet
      US poet
    • I don't need your hate, and I don't need you.

      You think you deserve my respect,
      but it's something you simply will not get,
      because you cannot shit on me from every possible angle,
      and expect me to come begging back for you when I've given you ample,
      time to explain where all of this hate,
      has come in but now you're too late.
      You'd prefer standing there and stewing without giving me an explanation,
      throwing away my friendship because you prefer a lack of communication,
      and you dare call me childish and act like I'm the one who doesn't care behind my back,
      and when I had enough and threw a taste your way you then come for another attack,
      so this one way street of you unable to get out of your own headspace,
      is such a shame because the only thing it does is bring you disgrace.
      You've grown to the point where I can piss you off with a hello,
      ruin your entire evening but I just want you to know,
      that when I'm out for the night,
      and you show up thinking you can affect my delight,
      all you'll hear me say is, "Hey I'm here enjoying myself, you're either on board,
      or there's the door."

      posted in Poetry
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      US poet
    • Sharing a moment, even though we're apart.

      When I'm looking up to the sky,
      seeing certain stars in my eyes,
      the constellations we've picked for each other,
      I can't help but sit there and wonder,
      if at that exact moment,
      you have also chosen,
      to stare at the same place,
      because the thought puts me in a pleasant state,
      since we're currently not at the same location,
      but we'll always have our constellation,
      to remind our hearts that they're being thought of.
      I know it's tough right now feeling so alone,
      but the heavens have given reached out to loan,
      their brilliance in our time of need,
      and it's to them I plead,
      to send a message to you my love,
      to shine on down from above,
      where the best thing about how we're sharing,
      this atmospheric connection lets me know you're still caring,
      so for as long as I can I'll look up and continue staring,
      until deep inside I know you've felt my message.
      I'm hoping it will leave you with the same impression,
      that is does with me,
      and that it helps us feel a decrease,
      in the distance along with a sense of peace,
      and I know we'll be able to achieve,
      a lasting connection,
      that will go on as long as these astral projections.

      posted in Art & Literature
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      US poet
    • The lonely unicorn

      The longer I travel this path I'm on,
      I've noticed no one stays for long,
      as the unicorn is something that people want to use for my magic,
      and isn't something they want to be attached,
      as I am a being,
      of my own mythology,
      and it would seem,
      that the plans with the unicorn are always just a dream,
      which is fine from time to time,
      because that is where unicorns lie,
      where I exist,
      but I too would like to be assisted,
      I too want to be,
      able to see,
      my future in it's own excellence,
      not living this endless,
      sense of nothing but loneliness,
      as it's been too long since I've seen more of my own,
      and it's taking its toll,
      more than anyone else knows,
      because the unicorn hides,
      when my feelings become less than divine,
      and one day I'll find that match,
      until then I'm not sure how to act,
      as soon I'll be out of my magic.

      posted in Poetry
      US poet
      US poet
    • Thank you for being a friend

      It's so good to know,
      that with you I can go,
      into detail about anything,
      because what that means to me,
      deserves many words for you to see,
      as it becomes easy,
      to talk about whatever comes to my attention,
      as I'm only intending,
      to get some of your great insight,
      that has me feeling alright,
      so thanks for just being a friend,
      as I too will always lend you a hand,
      in figuring out,
      whatever fuss you have that's about.

      posted in Poetry
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      US poet
    • When you're a partner of one.

      Over the years we've grown apart,
      and recently the only feeling I would start,
      to get was a deep depression,
      so I began to question,
      what had led to this mental state,
      before things were too late,
      but the more I started to think,
      the more my heart would sink,
      because the only thing bringing me down,
      was the world I built with you where I was starting to drown.
      I didn't know what, when, or why it all came undone,
      it took a lot of searching to stop my feelings from being spun,
      out of control, not knowing my own world,
      and one of the problems was I was beginning to withhold,
      from you how I was feeling,
      but that was easier than dealing,
      with your reactions to my statements,
      for when I had a problem you'd always go adjacent,
      and deflect to be about you,
      so I'd just take bury my problems until they began to accrue,
      to an unmanageable level.
      11 years worth of problems starts to become a bit stressful,
      when you don't have a partner to talk with,
      although when I look into the depths,
      it's probably just as much my fault,
      for not trying to stop it myself,
      but I was just a kid when this all started,
      and I let myself get trained in a way I thought would keep you comforted,
      but it was a mistake to shut down from the conversation,
      because all it did was cause me emotional starvation.
      There have been many occasions where I'd want to try something new,
      grand ideas I'd attempt to push through,
      but instead of even entertaining the idea,
      you'd crush my dreams before they could even appear,
      I mean I know some where crazy and could never happen,
      but to know you'd never help and only dampen,
      my dreams with a shower of doubt,
      leaves me feeling nothing but left without,
      a partner who'd have my back,
      again feeling alone making my own path.
      The worst thing to happen was recent,
      it was another moment,
      where I needed you most,
      I needed someone who'd have my back and not just coast,
      on what always worked before, but it was more important,
      for you to not go outside of your comfort,
      leaving it all up to me,
      to bring in all the money,
      and that was fine when we could make it,
      but you'd rather drain all of our retirement,
      then try to support,
      so it's hard for me to stay onboard,
      when again I'm feeling alone while you're alright,
      and it's not that I wanted you to get a job you didn't like,
      but I had to get something that was slowly killing,
      me emotionally and mentally while you were unwilling,
      to even attempt,
      so again I stopped all the worries by building contempt,
      and hiding my true thoughts,
      and it only bought,
      your happiness,
      while I was continuing to miss,
      someone for whom I could depend on.
      So here I am now with someone I can't trust, love, or rely,
      and it's just too hard to continue to comply,
      so I'll go ahead and be the bad guy,
      because it's easier than living this lie,
      and you say you'll change,
      but even if you did I'd still feel strange,
      after losing something so precious I don't know if it can return,
      and to even think about it only causes me to feel concern,
      as it only makes me constantly depressed,
      so I just can't continue with you as I'm done since it’s for the best.

      posted in Art & Literature
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      US poet
    • A list of "I hope"

      I hope I'm everything you've ever wanted,
      I hope I can take care of you the way you need,
      I hope I'm with you in your dreams,
      I hope you'll be there next to me,
      I hope you can't get enough of me,
      I hope I don't repeat myself too much,
      I hope you'll never leave,
      I hope you'll always lay with me,
      I hope you'll let me in when you're down,
      I hope I make you as happy as you make me,
      I hope your wishes come true,
      I hope I'm the one who gives them to you,
      I hope I'm what you look forward to every day,
      I hope I'm on your mind at all times,
      I hope you believe in the destiny of you and me,
      I hope you see the future with me,
      I hope I get to see your smile every day,
      I hope I get to hear that laugh all the time,
      I hope I'm everything you need,
      I hope I'm as perfect for you as you are for me,
      and I hope so much because,
      you're all these things to me.

      posted in Poetry
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      US poet
    • I need to multiply, for my own rest.

      There are so many times I can't help but feel a need,
      that I just have to have more of me,
      because my attention is spread across too many places,
      from work, to hobbies, to friends it's hard to keep up with the pace,
      a juggling act that I'm constantly dropping,
      I'm doing my best but still there are problems,
      so having at least one more of myself out there,
      can help me start to clear,
      some of this time that I'd like more of on the table,
      to help me feel a bit more stable,
      because a breather every so often,
      is something I'd like to be more common,
      since keeping up with my current lifestyle,
      and it's always a while,
      that I can get the rest that I desire,
      as I also require,
      to sleep at some point,
      but it's a lack of it that leads me to being weak,
      so until then I'll try to manage,
      before I feel like I must vanish,
      but I think I'll be alright,
      it just might be another rough night.

      posted in Art & Literature
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      US poet
    • It's fallen apart, and I just don't know.

      I feel like I'm a failure,
      waiting too long to try and tell ya,
      but now sometimes it's like I'm crying on the inside,
      and at other times I'm fine,
      but my emotions keep going to both extremes,
      and I don't want any of this for you,
      but it's easier for me to push away,
      than coming back to a broken version of me.
      I'm still lost but I'm starting to see a light,
      and I don't exactly see you standing next to me anymore,
      and I'm constantly emotionally torn,
      as I'm also physically worn.
      I think I'll be good one day,
      that's what I have to hear myself say,
      because right now my own thoughts keep getting in the way,
      and even though it's like my entire life has unraveled,
      having my mind dragged through the gravel,
      trying to pick out the dirt,
      and seeing what else I can unearth.
      I can't tell if I'm sticking around because I care,
      or because it's convenient,
      and you deserve someone who would treat you decent,
      and I'm not sure that can be me until I find the reason,
      that I keep on feeling,
      like I've been imprisoned,
      in the place I'm currently living.
      Sometimes I feel the passion is back,
      but afterwards I just end up feeling sad,
      and I'm not sure if it's all just lust,
      or if I still feel the love,
      but this battle I'm fighting,
      can sometimes be frightening,
      and I don't know how I'll come out the other side,
      but all I can do is try.

      posted in Poetry
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      US poet
    • Quit believing your own bullshit.

      When you're caught up in your own bull shit,
      surrounding yourself by others who are also toxic,
      you come up with so many reasons as to why your life isn't worth much,
      but just look at yourself and not others to start to judge,
      because your opinion is skewed,
      you can't really see the truth,
      that the main problem in your life is just you,
      so don't come at me on how I have to learn empathy,
      when the only opinion you've ever cared for is your own ideology,
      thinking I need to take your thoughts into consideration,
      and when I try you say I haven't gone far enough by your calculations,
      then I ask where I went wrong and what did I do to deserve your animosity,
      you tell me it's not your job to set me straight and I should listen to what others say.
      I hear about how you say you can't be around my negativity,
      but when everyone around you is having a good time I think you need some clarity,
      that when you're the one sulking in the corner during the discourse,
      it's your bitch ass that's the problem so get off your fake high horse,
      thinking you can manipulate any situation you're in to your own advantage,
      but that's just because if you weren't doing that you'd never manage,
      to be able to lay with anyone,
      because you're just a pity party that only has one way to get some,
      and it's sliming your way into others insecurities,
      since you're full of so much yourself it's easy for you to use that strategy,
      and trying to tear others down so you're above their level,
      where you can swoop in after you mettle,
      with what you need to feel superior,
      because otherwise you'll always be inferior.

      posted in Poetry
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      US poet
    • RE: What feature do you suggest that will make TWS great social site?

      @yoursbucky I agree with most of this. I think down voting can be abused, but it's best to leave that open. I think the default way to talk was done to reduce the amount of creepy pms a lot of girls where getting when they made an account.

      posted in Questions & Answers from Strangers
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    • RE: Is sum a psychopath?

      @hermes he's just needy and attention seeking, and a poor troll on top. He goes for low hanging fruit, and laughs at anyone who takes his bait. I think it's funnier to rain on his parade, by either responding with love, or straight up ignoring.

      posted in Discuss Anything
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    • What tomorrow brings

      No matter how dark you find the day,
      no matter what storm clouds come your way,
      no matter how many times you'll hear me say,
      it's always true,
      tomorrow is going to be better for you.
      I know right now it looks so bleak,
      all you want to do is seek,
      an end from this endless cycle of remorse,
      but what's worse,
      is thinking that's your only course,
      because tomorrow is where your dreams can belong.
      I know it can be tiring,
      trying so long to be uplifting,
      and pushing others who just aren't bringing,
      what you originally expected,
      yet you should always remember,
      the sleep you need,
      brings that tomorrow that you've been wanting to see.
      I know you've been trying so hard,
      so long you've put yourself into this thing you're a part of,
      and although the problems have already started,
      I just want to remind,
      tomorrow holds those answers you're having trouble to find.
      So don't lose hope just quite yet,
      all paths are not already set,
      stick around to see what you get,
      because remember,
      the best thing about tomorrow is it still hasn't been written,
      it's awaiting you since you're the piece that it's missing.

      posted in Art & Literature
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      US poet
    • I can't do this alone, and now I don't have to.

      I'd like to think I'm a strong person,
      that I'm not that weak,
      but I only went so far by myself,
      trying to take the whole world on my shoulders,
      and you don't realize that you're taking on too much until it is way too late.
      It's not the easiest to reach out,
      or let someone else know what is going on in your head,
      to let someone see you at your most vulnerable,
      and it gets worse if you sense any form of rejection from a person,
      but when you meet the right person,
      that accepts you for who you are,
      and won't make you feel like a freak,
      or like everything you do is a mistake,
      or all of those things that you do that just feel so wrong,
      aren't the problem,
      but the symptom of what's been bothering you for so long.
      You might never heal all the way,
      and you might never get back to what you used to consider normal,
      but just knowing there is someone out there who actually cares about you,
      even if it's just enough to distract you during your darkest moment,
      it will give you the fuel you need to push forward,
      to push yourself to be better,
      and it starts to put the idea in the back of your head,
      that this will get fixed,
      that this doesn't have to be permanent,
      that you might never be who you were,
      but that person was sick,
      and I hope to never know that person again.
      So thank you for being there for me when I needed it the most,
      my heart couldn't take the way I was living for so long,
      and my future is uncertain,
      and in some ways things are still a struggle,
      but I know I'll always have the best distraction,
      when my world feels like it's falling apart.

      posted in Poetry
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      US poet
    • RE: What feature do you suggest that will make TWS great social site?

      @ragnar I think the biggest improvement you can do is make groups something more useful. Like a section only those in the group can see, that when posted in there, everyone in the group gets a notification.

      posted in Questions & Answers from Strangers
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      US poet
    • Freedom writers - writing, one story together "A strange journey" Chapter 1 - A pecular thing happened

      Everything started out so perfect. I had him, and he had me. The way he would make me smile, and just be there for me, no matter what I needed, and always the most supportive person I've ever been with. I remember when I first met him, he'd take time out of his day, to just make sure I wasn’t bored at work, and give me unnecessary attention. I called him my favorite stalker, and he’d call me his favorite catch. He could tempt me away and lure me to him with just his touches.

      The first time I met his friends, we all got along instantly, and it was like I was one of them, like a missing piece to the entourage, that they were waiting for. We always knew exactly what to do, as every idea was golden, and there was no wrong in our world. We’d just take a stroll in the park, and hang out by the stream under the railroad track, skipping rocks while making jokes about how lame we all were. The only real problem we had was the lack of hours in the day we could spend together.

      This was a normal day for us. We were planning on going to the beach, and build a fire, listening to music, and hanging with our pleasant group of friends. “Did you pack everything?” I asked. “Of course my dear.” he said. “You sure? Last time we were stranded out there with nothing to drink all night, and you had to run off to try and save the evening.” I expressed with my normal inquisitive look. “I've got it all right here, my cautious interrogator.” he showed me with that same dumb smile he makes when he’s trying to be cute.

      As we were leaving, we saw the strangest thing in the sky. It was like there was a glowing circular flare around the sun that came out to almost an ocular shape. It gave us both a strange feeling, as we could almost feel it drawn towards us. “Are you feeling that?” I said with a concerned frown. “Yeah, but I’m sure it’s just some weird glare. I think we’re just feeling off because of how strange yet beautiful it is.” he said in that way that always made me feel better and safe. “Let’s just ignore it and get to the beach.” he told me as I wanted to but deep down something still had me not wanting to disregard that strange sky flare. It wasn’t long after that it just disappeared altogether.

      We find the beach, and we’re the first ones there, so we start to set up, and go through the routine of placing everything where it needs to, and digging ourselves a fire pit. I wanted to be distracted, since it was still on my mind for some reason. It was a fairly windy day out on the beach, but nothing that seemed too out of the ordinary. As we finished putting up the last of what we had brought, something just seemed off. We weren’t quite sure what it was just yet, but you could just feel it in the air. That’s when we noticed something off in the distance.

      Go to Chapter 2.

      posted in Art & Literature
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    • I know this girl

      I know this girl,
      who gets stuck in her own world,
      lost in her thoughts,
      worrying about life a lot,
      not sure what'll happen tomorrow,
      and at times her heart is full of sorrow,
      who finds life can leave her unsatisfied,
      but that's because she listens to lies,
      that come from inside,
      not knowing what's bringing her down,
      not knowing why she wears a frown,
      listening to those thoughts that say life isn't worth it at times,
      thinking that there are things leaving her unfulfilled and full of grime.
      When I see her though I think she's just blind,
      to all of the wonderful things she can't find,
      in herself that I hope I can help her see,
      because she means so much to me.
      Whenever I see her she's always so kind,
      and our interests align,
      she's always on my mind,
      and she's so compassionate,
      always making sure that I get,
      help when I need it,
      or support when I'm ready to quit.
      With her it's always a blast,
      knowing exactly how to make me laugh,
      and sharing moments I hope will forever last,
      who gets my humor and just gets me,
      I can open up to her about anything,
      and a smile that can light up the room,
      who's beautiful enough to make anyone's heart zoom.
      I know a girl who lies to herself,
      but I want to tell her the truth for her own health.

      posted in Poetry
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