February 2012
92 posts
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Nine.
I woke up today. I guess that’s a start. Fucking dreams. Fucking memories. Fucking roach infested pay-by-week hotels. I’m so sick of living like this.
She crawls out of bed and rubs the grain from her eyes as she steps over piles of dirty laundry. She washes her face in the sink before putting on her glasses. Her long dark hair hangs loosely over her shoulder, unkempt and barely...
Today has been a rotten day
Between work,
feeling like ick,
and recalling peeling myself off the floor at 5am.
Just rotten.
Round 4.
This is not a cry for attention.
This is not a pity party.
This is not a desperate plea.
And this was not the knockout round.
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Listen
I'm so over everyone and everything and all these...
“You have to remember to breathe, dear Elizabeth.”
– Jude
Are...you serious?
Tumblr from phone.
I am now unstoppable
I change the words in this song all the time to...
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Gunna spend the whole night trying to lose my...
SO....
I feel like…
I can’t ever post the pictures I want to because they’re typically nude shots. And most of my followers are my guy friends from around town and I dont want to feel like i just supplied them with porn…
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I feel whole again.
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It’s a good thing i’ve gotten used to the years of self torment
otherwise the clumps of hair in the drain,
and on my hands,
would seriously scare me.
You know what I just realized?
All my unfinished pieces and snippits are on my other computer.
:/
I'm doing it. Right now. No more worries. Fuck...
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titletocome
There’s a cape hanging in the corner,
a mask by the door.
This retired fighter has long since taken his bow.
There aren’t any villains these days.
He gave them all their two strikes
before putting a hole in their head.
No zombies, no dragons.
The battles with the yeti are long gone.
All his wonder years are behind him:
13, 14, 17, 22.
They’re all twinkling behind him...
It's simply amazing how much one can travel when...
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I used to know this pretty girl.
“There’s a change in the winds,
the atmosphere is finally clearing.
I feel as though she’s going to wake up soon.
I feel as though she’ll finally breathe on her own.
Maybe she’ll live again.
Maybe she’ll walk again.
Maybe she’ll smile again.”
Unfinished,
wait for it.