August 2011
79 posts
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hey you.
You.
I haven’t written to you in a while…and I don’t know what to think about the fact that I’m writing to you again. Personally, I would like to attribute it to just my body’s memories and the fact that your touch is something my skin can’t forget, but inside I’m afraid that it’s a weakness.
A weakness that I seem to chase around and around, and I...
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because it's what I need.
I hate one person and one person only in this world, this life.
Part of it is that she’s closer to me than anyone and I can’t stand it because the way she conducts herself is entirely opposite from how I (at least try to) conduct myself. Part of it is that for her, she’s been living this selfish way for so long that it’s become second-nature to her, almost subconscious,...
MyLifeIsAverage - Life is pretty normal today →
best one I’ve read in a while. I lolled. legit.
just lifting some currently-down spirits →
just…be warned. towards the end there is a highly disturbing photo involving a leopard seal and a penguin.
but it’s funny as $#!7.
enjoy.<3
June 2011
8 posts
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Haha. Funny.
It almost tickles when you cry for extended periods of time. How do I describe this? It’s not the tears rolling down, it’s not the feeling of wet eyelashes. It’s something that claws at your lungs and slithers between your skin and your bones. It’s everything that’s ever touched or slashed or burned or rotted your heart and nothing that has ever yet happened all...
Birthday today! :D
that is all.
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Two letters in a day?
(Blame everything on the PMS.)
What can you say when all the words are gone, but the memories are still whirlpooling around your ankles, beautiful and tempting and corrosive? What do you do when there is unlimited space, no character-counter ticking in shades of light gray in the corners of the heart, but at least for today, all traces of prose has been rung out of wrinkled fists, open and empty...
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Freedom
It’s been a while. It’s been a while because he’s gone and I pooled what was left to conserve energy, to conserve heart, to conserve me. I realized lately that as much as I’d like to think so, I don’t have an unlimited amount of me, and I needed to just cull that all together for the time being while I waited for my heart to reboot.
One love and one…thing in...
May 2011
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April 2011
37 posts
