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Category: Writing and Poetry
woke up today to the type of scene where angels are born and fairies leave their marks. snow piled on cars and trees and everything else touched in its wake. new piercings. crash. drink. crash. more. crash. hands. crash. hair. crash. sinks. crash. closets. crash. pass out. crash. wake up. crash. pass out. crash. me and you setting in the honeymoon. me and you crashing in the bathroom closet floor ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
when will the tightness in my chest give out and when will the desire be fulfilled and when does overindulgence last until. and when does suburbia come back to me in a way i like. and when does the dryness in the air go away. when do i stop playing the game and just give in. and when am i alone if ever. and a happy new year… » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
who are your new friends? where did they come from? who are my new friends? you noticed my new friends? are you getting your big break? are you jealous of me yet? can i get jealous of you too? do you still think about me? do you think of our memories? do you walk on the sidewalk? will i see you on tv? can i go to your old street? can i go to my old house? will i die in a car crash? or a bus » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
caught a sunset on its last limbs. we’re all scrambling to see them. like catching a firefly or seeing a shooting star. and i like the sound of my footsteps against the ground. for a second i’m back where i started, and i like it. my reflection says hello from the bus window. i guess some small part of me was right; the bus never ended. maybe neither did the waiting. but at least it’s gotten bette... » Continue Reading
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Category: Life
ugh. food poisoning. or, something that makes you puke (voluntarily). i can only describe it as similar to… not that i would know. anyway, i keep getting not invited to things, which would be fine because i’m busy anyway, but just like, at least tell me so i can say no. i keep realizing i’m just an amalgamation of everybody stitched together. i’m not just you but you and you too. just different bi... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
the light from the email tab hurts my eyes, it's been open too long i ask why i am up at this hour, and the answer is 'thinking' how everything i do has let up to this moment and, i don't want to scare you just as much as i want to be in the back seat of your car or at the holiday market or just passing but still there the tarot cards told me not to worry anymore, so i don't and i still think abou... » Continue Reading
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Category: Life
dear diary. today i did something i have never done before in my entire life: enjoyed rain. i have always been neutral about rain when i’m inside. but outside i have always thought it to be very miserable to exist it. however tonight as i was walking to the store to get brownie mix and fruit for me and my brother, i felt it to be enchanting and kind of beautiful. all the neon signs and food truck ... » Continue Reading
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Category: Life
dear diary. its been a while. things are just ok. lets keep it real just this once. new york is alright. i think i would enjoy it more if i had a better apartment. here's to next year. and next year is pretty soon. i'm 21 soon. my roommate and somewhat brother showed me the band At The Drive-In and I keep listening to their album. some songs stick and others not so much. i think, i want to like it... » Continue Reading
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Category: Life
i guess i hate how long it takes me to get home. i guess i hate how nobody is there to pick me up. i guess i hate how cold it is. i guess i hate never being alone. i guess i hate the loneliness, despite it all. i guess i hate having to survive, not just live. i guess i hate how blurry everything is. every passing moment merges with the next. until nothing is concrete. like an elongated dream i can... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
where do you live? can i live there with you? crawl inside your bedsheets every night? quiet streets and darkened windows? can i follow you home? get inside your van? your car? your front seat? listen to the sound of gravel underneath my feet when i get out? what’s your address? your city? your zip code? can we be best friends? can you let me sleep on your couch? your guest room? forever? and ever... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
parking lots and impromptu gas station trips a stupid joke, a laugh up too late and, ‘this is my hometown’ i’m 17 again and god, is nothing wrong and god, if i could live in this forever would i? in the backseat low music much too tired lights are low i’m 7 again being driven home by my parents and i live in this forever for the moment but suddenly i’m 20 and » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
its weird to me that all of this still goes on. when you go somewhere, you don't just leave your feelings behind, even if you mean to. they just go with you. however, its so confusing to feel... bad when you're in a great place. everything is still so new and shiny and bright and sparkly. how can you be sad when there's an ice cream place 5 minutes from you? when you see your best friend every oth... » Continue Reading
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