Dr. Doob

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It hurt. A sharp pain glazed through his heart. Love seemed so paper thin, so valueless. At work, all he could think of ...
13/11/2020

It hurt.

A sharp pain glazed through his heart. Love seemed so paper thin, so valueless. At work, all he could think of was what she said. The words replayed in symphony over and over until it was too much to bare. He excused himself to the bathroom, and looked at the pathetic sogging red eyes. The compromising mask he wore only covered the tears that had rolled down to his cheek.

He took it off.

“Had love only brought pain?” he thought. So deep in thought that the person next to him using the old, rusted water tap startled him. He had no where to go, now where else to turn. It was a roadblock.

He really loved her. He honestly did.

He washed his face. The water from the sink soaked deep into his eyes. The red veins showed on his tear soaked pupils. It crawled onto his neck, and he shakily pressed his cell phone.

The love with her can not continue.

She pulled another tissue from the packet that was sitting on top of her desk. Wiping her eyes clean she sobbed continuo...
07/08/2020

She pulled another tissue from the packet that was sitting on top of her desk. Wiping her eyes clean she sobbed continuously. They had been yelling at each other for a matter of days. A relationship, built on years of emotional hardship, had finally nearly come to a conclusion. She wondered why she still sat there just to suffer.

She glanced down on her wrist; simultaneously her phone rang. The screen lit up the darkness, illuminating a cone of light that lit up a room of filled with maps and flags; she travelled across the world to find her perfect man. The phone vibrates. Snowing heavily, it filled up the window frame and froze the glass pane. The cold was suiting; as her tears rolled from her cheek down to her arms it could nearly start to freeze. Just her body warmth that would keep it from doing so. It struck down into her spine, her head, and her chest. Almost keeping her from moving.

The phone vibrates again. She could only move inches and inches at a time before finally picking up the phone. Looking at the name tag made her gag; the only reason she named him “Jolly” was because every time he called it would be a “Jolly-Good-Time.” Thinking about it makes her smirk, but only for a second.

She picks up the phone. “Hello..?”
“Listen…” He says. And then a very long silence followed. “I want to break up with you.”

Everything else became apathetic noise.

I still remember the dayoh, that daywe walked to the far endwe were the King and Queen of everythingtop of the Worldnoth...
30/06/2020

I still remember the day
oh, that day
we walked to the far end
we were the King and Queen of everything
top of the World
nothing could stop us
dropped our sports gear
we sat down, leant down
and I snuck that kiss in
the bus moved
and you leant on my shoulder
I could still feel your hair on me to this day
that smell
so familiar
bring me back to that day
if only
I could relive it
again

His bloodshot eyes had something leaking out. Shakily picking up his cell phone, he slowly pressed the plastic and nearl...
03/02/2020

His bloodshot eyes had something leaking out. Shakily picking up his cell phone, he slowly pressed the plastic and nearly broke it with the force. The melodies played as the sobbing accompanied the music. Something had happened that night.

A moment had passed, and on the otherside of the line sounded a weak "Hello?"

A soft smile picked up the device, though she couldn't see it. He kept sobbing, but eventually uttered a soft "Hi!" He kept stuttering, a million thoughts passing through his mouth where only one word can come out every second.

"I'm sorry." He said.
"What happened?" He couldn't even keep speaking. It seemed like his voicebox has been replaced with a fountain made of sand. "What happened?" She said again.
"It's okay. Your voice is enough to stop everything."
"Okay."
"Okay."
"Go to bed. It's mightily late."
"Okay."

Remember when we slept together on the same bed,where I held onto your chest for dear lifewith bottle's glass chiming to...
02/02/2020

Remember when we slept together on the same bed,
where I held onto your chest for dear life
with bottle's glass chiming to create music?
Remember when we held hands
where we would never let go
and would always be the first thing we did when we saw each other?
Remember when I wrote stories and you drew paintings
where we both created an imagination of prefection
and of the past things that hurt us?
Remember when we would talk for hours?
By phone, by text, by mail.
It seemed like time flew like a bullet in a battle.
What a time, what a time it was.

My best nine people :)Happy new year.
31/12/2019

My best nine people :)
Happy new year.

The key clicked, and finally she opened the letter box. She flips through a couple of bills, tax payments and job applic...
31/12/2019

The key clicked, and finally she opened the letter box. She flips through a couple of bills, tax payments and job applications. She was going to flip over this one as well, but the blue envelope caught her eye. “It could only mean one thing..”

Without hesitation she grabbed an dull blade, and found a letter with paper thick and rough, by years of handwork. She was shocked, seeing the red ink-like on sides.

“At the time you would find this, shall you throw this away is your own choice. But I wish you all good fortune in the next decade.

Stay safe. Don’t let anything deter you. It is a brand new start for once. Remember what we did together, right or wrong."

Her eyes begin to water, and a tear rolls down hrr cheek.

"At last." She whispered.

There was once a heart, or what's left of it, that can't be mended it. The shower of knives and alcoholisation felt more...
24/12/2019

There was once a heart, or what's left of it, that can't be mended it. The shower of knives and alcoholisation felt more desirable than actual life.

There was once a beautiful soul, or what's left of it. He trusted everyone. So everything came to distorted the already fuzzy photo, showing how darkness feels more comfortable in case of false and empty words chasing for corruption.

Lives change, people go. The most painful cut becomes only distant memory, like everything and everyone else. Every pill, every bottle you try to bring yourself out of the cruel reality sustains- for now.

And when I reached the point to almost living in a white chateau, this one came to me. She catered me at my lowest moments, she listened to whatever bu****it I spewed, my agony and pain. She'd still stand by me.

She'd make me laugh like I have never had, change a deep frown into a wide smile. She'd look out for me, and she'd even treat me like I've never been treated before: A True Best Friend.

Thank you for giving me a Merry Christmas from across the world.

What ever happened to friendships? What pain and suffering did it cost? Was it worth the love, was it worth the tears? Y...
10/11/2019

What ever happened to friendships? What pain and suffering did it cost? Was it worth the love, was it worth the tears?

Yet you pushed me away, against all odds.

When you wrote blood with your blade, when you tormented me for your gain. Crippling damage, slowing heartbeat.

Yet you betrayed me and put me against all odds.

Clerics, time travellers, mystics, sightseers. All checking the outcome between pain and love.

They all saw pain, against all odds.

Love to you was water running into the sink. Every dram of liquid went destroyed in flowers sweeted by gasoline. What a sight to behold.

At that moment pain became eternal, against all odds.

Against all odds, I am still in love.

How do you deal life?I've asked my razor.He said go deep. Muscles and blood vessels.And then I asked King Robert,Where c...
31/10/2019

How do you deal life?
I've asked my razor.
He said go deep. Muscles and blood vessels.
And then I asked King Robert,
Where can you find true friends?
He said there aren't any, everyone is poised to leave; one time or another.
I further asked the Algea,
Where can I find the deepest point of despair?
He said: "Trust your friends. Trust everything you believe. Trust even things that are impossible. Trust that there is true love."
And then he said: "Trust that there is no pain in this world."

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