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sometimes when i step outside, it smells like october of 2021, or maybe im thinking of january of 2022. i look over and see me, a version of me that no longer exists with problems that no longer matter, sitting in a wicker chair, wondering if i will ever be okay. i see a kid with adult anger and childish grudges, and sometimes, on the drive back from the airport, i look at where the snow used to b... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
i think the bruises on your neck are the cheapest fashion but i could play the role of your bombshell blonde if that gives you passion i wanna devour you alive but only if you shut up and drive and blast those heartsick songs that make my skin break out in hives » Continue Reading
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memories flowing like the cigarette smoke that would seep through the screen door, burning like the peroxide that would be poured on my scabbed knees. if i could see her one more time, id look at the twigs in her hair and the dirt under her eyes, "how can someone be so beautiful?" » Continue Reading
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ignore the words that fall out of my mouth, the anxious laughs that escape my lips when i know no one is listening. if you asked to have my body and i gave you a piece of flesh i carved out of myself with a secured bow on top youd say im demented. isnt that what you wanted? » Continue Reading
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if you told me to drink poison i wouldn't hesitate for the thought of death, id hesitate if it compacts into my compulsive list i create everyday, id ignore the dusty skull and cross bones and the word hazard written in bold letters across the glass and id turn the bottle to the side and read how many calories are in it. if i coughed up all the blood in my body would i feel better? the blood would... » Continue Reading
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placebo pills at the 1pm snoozed alarm. scratches and love bites but not from a malicious lover. is everyone shallow or am i the egotistical equivalent to the low tide. » Continue Reading
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