"extremely haunted"
peroxide. 21. nyc.
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Category: Writing and Poetry
vehicular accidents of the mind it keeps happening over and over dreaming of a beautiful fatality where you're on the other side of the screens and as we lay down and sleep all these places all these people all these knives and hearts and pleasures of the skin it takes me away and i keep opening myself to everyone i meet hoping they'll reach in and pull something out that i've never seen what is l... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
well shenanigans definitely ensued. as i am now phoneless and walletless. oh well. of course it had to happen to me though. froze my bank accounts and put my phone on lost mode shrug emoji anyway...... the good stuff this weekend. love my friends forever. love mcr forever. sometimes i forget mcr is my favorite band of all time ever and then i see them front row and scream along to words i havent t... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
started medication a few days ago. a week ago maybe? i feel.. interesting. i can do so much. i’m not tired anymore. i also can’t eat. at least for now.. everything tastes really bad. and i’m just not hungry? it’s weird. i’m trying to feed myself but idk. other than that i feel amazing and like i want to rip my skin off at the same time. my hands tingle. it’s very weird. but very good. and very bad... » Continue Reading
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Category: Life
i just met ryan ross after the phantom planet show so life is truly beautiful » Continue Reading
Category: Life
moved again today. i think this time it’s really great. my roommates are nice and there’s a sweet kitty laying on me currently. walked to the water and saw the skyline. it used to scare me but it’s nice now. i think it’s all gonna work out.. i say that a lot. my life is either the best it’s been or the worst it’s been. i’m tired of that. a nice in between.. » Continue Reading
Category: Life
still tired.. so tired.. always tired. but life goes on. it kind of has to. new people in my life i’m very fond of. going on that big hike with alice. watching a scary movie with donnie. playing guitar with adam and watching kevin play videogames. things change a lot. i was so scared for a long time, because of change. but it’s always followed me. might as well embrace it a little. i almost broke ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
sweet blessing made its way out for me this morning took me. shook me. i almost gave in. and then my roommate locked herself out just like i did and i let her in i should go on a hike! get lost as they say. get lost. go away. we don't want you anymore, okay! i'll hike to the very top of the cliffs. and then i will look down at the water. it will be so beautiful. my friend will be there. i'll hold... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i can do hard things! (walk in the rain) i can do cool things! (hang out backstage) i can do fun things! (chill with new friends for 12 hours) i can do nice things! (admire the leaves changing color) i can do weird things! (cut the ends of my pants) i can do good things! (talk to my psychiatrist) i can do social things! (get everybody's number) i can do tiring things! (move twice in six months) i ... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
in a car going home, the gentle motions rock me back and forth, warm city air blows in. i haven’t eaten in a day and a half. i tried to eat a bagel and it didn’t work. i tried eating soup and it didn’t work. i realize how tired i am after being outside for just an hour. last night i tried to sleep but it didn’t work either; the sorrow had its own motion. this must be what it’s like to die very slo... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
is this really what i asked for? do you remember that time we met before? think i saw you in another life but i think it’s just a trick of the light » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
walking down the longest street in the world and i saw a glimpse of the moon right by the house i grew up in it fundamentally changed me as a person it made me realize that nothing is sacred right now there are people in that house sleeping but they don’t sleep in the same bed they don’t eat in the same living room they won’t have what i had and i will never have it again because the stree » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
why would you give it, just to take? is the feeling just a memory? » Continue Reading
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