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Happiness has names
All right, let me tell all you fellas and fellerinas out there. There ain’t nothing cooler than being in love with someone who brings you motherfucking JOY! Oh yeah, never mind that romantic bullshit y’all been following around. Never mind… Continue reading
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Putrid
I can feel your skull getting crushed by my teeth, and it was so fragile my jaw didn’t even hinge. You’re not worth my time, and yet here I am, eating your flesh and feasting on your fears. I hate you,… Continue reading
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What is this polar bear doing here?
Recently I’ve realized that things out of place are the subject, and maybe even a catalyst, of my emotions. There are few things I find funnier than animals with their heads swapped with another species, or jokes where a polar bear is… Continue reading
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I can’t cry
Maybe I was looking for anyone. Anyone but you. I wasn’t ready for you, and I couldn’t be. I wasn’t ready for liking you. I wanted someone, not you. You are more than I can handle right now. I thought that I… Continue reading
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All I need
I need to change. I want to die I promise I wont tho. I’m better than that I just feel like it would solve some problems Continue reading
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Silent conversations make up for better understanding
I shouldn’t have to say it, and my heartbeats should be enough evidence to show that I’m excited to be here. Even though they’re neglected and shut down, when I see you, they can’t help but step up and, just as… Continue reading
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It fits the purpose
I like that my hair isn’t exactly like I wanted.I like that my hair is amazing.I hope that you’re okay with me not being sure. It’s obvious that I’m trying to hold you off,and not being able to figure out if you… Continue reading
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I won’t follow him
Peggy March once said that there’s no such thing as an ocean too deep. But let me tell you something: there isn’t. Actually, there are infinitely deep oceans that aren’t too deep. No ocean is too deep. And you won’t… Continue reading
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Synthesizer
I’m giving you a night call but I can’t tell you how I feel. My charger is dead and my batteries are gone I have nothing but air in my lungs and yet I’m breathless. I’m not tired of you… Continue reading
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Daily
There’s a wet towel on my bed, my phone isn’t charging properly, and lately I’ve liked writing here way more than using Twitter, even though I haven’t posted much. All that to say that I feel like living for myself is something… Continue reading









