February 2012
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driving home through downtown last thursday in the wee hours of the morning, i was grateful for the (perpendicular) oncoming traffic. it relieved me of the moral dilemma that arose with every red light.
Early morning gym date with my papa, breakfast and long walks with the funniest boys, buying tickets to so many shows (!!!), long naps in my cloudbed and Bachelor recaps with my far away girl. Perrrrfect way to end my weekend.
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Sometimes I wonder if all those other people fell in love with you as easily as I did. And I also wonder if all those people who have told you they love you ever loved you as much as I did. And do they still? Just like me? I like to think they don’t. That I’m the only one, just to prove to you that all the mistakes I made were mistakes and they never meant I didn’t love you. I hope I’m the...
home: all i needed was something to make it different from the three hundred (or maybe four hundred) days before it, so i fell asleep with the light on. (i love sleep, my life has the tendency to fall apart when i’m awake, you know?) there’s no way i’m a dreamer, but now you seem unreal to me.
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freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose. it’s best when there’s nothing to lose but even better when there’s nothing to gain. feeling good was good enough for me. this doesn’t make me feel good. the air got colder and your words did too. if i’ve ever had anything close to a feeling that could be called respect it would be how i feel about you...
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i’ve lost some skin off my knuckle, i guess you’ve lost a lot more while i was trying to find words, i just felt sick and tired, but now that there’s nothing i can say i feel a lot worse. it’s not that i can’t see the big picture, i just can’t remember which wall i put it on, there are a lot of empty walls around here. i feel like i’ve been sick to my...
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this is how defense mechanisms rust at the hinges. phone calls from family members full of sadness but keeping face for the sake of everything they’ve raised you on. waiting by their side for a short introduction to the most sincere apology you’ve ever met. silence might be the only science needed, i have no need for a calculated hereafter.
i’m so scared of myself and saying...
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tired eyes, sad heart, you know how it feels “how come you don’t speak like this all the time?” an assignment on accessible aesthetics, form and content marked out of ten. tense, since i’d like to see it all somewhere else that looks like here (minus a past or two). have another here nor there take it or leave it. “you’re a real gem, you know that?” a pathological pacifist. time has been...
birds bring forth the sun but how quickly this morning passed, although my every body part seems to be asking it to wait. just a little more time to rest. to try to understand why my throat closes up while my head pounds. my bedroom windows sweat while outside the world reaches its wits end. three months worth of black icy lumps topped with neon blue salt. each worn-out watermarked boot that walks...
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January 2012
52 posts
I really like playing Demi Lovato on my iTunes because Dillinger comes on right after
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He is the grand optimist. I am the world’s poor pessimist.
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this will always mean anything and everything to...
“My words used to sound so eloquent, but I think when I lost you, I lost part of myself. The part with beautiful sentences and all of my smiles.”
Anonymous asked: I think you are so wonderful.
