May 2013
11 posts
May 21st
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May 21st
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May 20th
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May 20th
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May 20th
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May 20th
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what does serving size even mean anyway
May 20th
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Me: At the co-op five minutes before closing, holding ice cream and looking desperately for a vegan oatmeal cream pie that has like 1000 calories Cute guy behind the baked goods counter: Are you looking for anything in particular? Me: No *walks away* YA but I don’t want to talk about it, OK.
May 20th
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Aftermath
He walked over to the couch and laid beside me; his proximity closer than it ever had been. We laid facing each other and after a moment, he inched his face closer to mine. I did not react; glad that it was too dark to see his dazzling eyes. He moved a bit closer and gently cupped my face with his hand. Then, with showing hesitance, he pulled my face to close the remaining space between our lips....
May 20th
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Time Unknown
Blood jokes and endless nights don’t stop They have yet to meet a partner Show them around; bottom and top For endless to become longer To never know what we’re to do Liquid water always noticed  Wide eyed faces, to this were new The jump calling them to focus Wait by and by to plan events The desert sky is left without  A breath to blow through our two cents No one else...
May 12th
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May 1st
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April 2013
2 posts
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The West Side of Grand Slam
I knew  When you flew above me You danced to the beat of your spirit Your body soaring Your eyes seeing things No eyes could revisit I knew from your cries  That you were calling out to those sights I knew that I loved you because you were alive I never wanted to touch you; There was nothing I could offer you but so much you could offer me With you against the green,  you were part of...
Apr 25th
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Apr 24th
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March 2013
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I Don't Have You
I don’t have a relationship I have a pond That’s as deep as Pend Oreille, As sparkling as the eyes of a child And in it, I see me. I don’t have a commitment I have an obsession That’s as bad as a blade, As true as the rain And as heavy as the darkest cloud. I don’t have desire, I have emotion That’s as orderly as a hurricane, As hopeful as death...
Mar 31st
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Tonight and Every Other
A ship can’t sink, If it’s already sunk, Can’t go any deeper, Than the depths of the ocean floor; That’s as low as it goes, - As low as it will go. 
Mar 14th
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“She came to terms with emptiness.” — 6-Word Story #2
Mar 1st
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February 2013
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Night Wall
We know what it means To say a dream is just a dream And even if it is, Even if it isn’t Just a dream It’s just a dream   Even if it seems To hold something Else, it doesn’t You keep asking Is it just a dream? It doesn’t seem like it   Tearing me apart at the seams Is this dream That I think so hard to think Is just a dream That’s all it is I have no control on what I see   A dressed up scene...
Feb 24th
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“He began to love saying goodbye.”
Feb 16th
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He used to pick flowers instead of arguments, but now it’s 5 a.m. and my feet are cold And as he’s neither here nor there, The need to try isn’t either But the 5 words I couldn’t say were, “I’m getting off this ride.”
Feb 15th
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Happened
I’m still            Still like this surreal part of today Expand everything, by breaking it down  I’ve spent the day Sent it on Wasted it, You were wasted We wasted away.
Feb 6th
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I Keep Thinking
I keep thinking you’re an angel But then I remember That you don’t believe in God But how can that be, when Everything About You Is so heavenly… And you always say, “Oh my God.”
Feb 3rd
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January 2013
3 posts
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Soon
Hillsides somehow say, “Hello,” Greeting the inevitable sun Coming to know what we’ve begun Coming after lightning’s struck Inquiries refraining, “Please, please, please let me…” Let me read into that Let me go somewhere Let me sleep Our slumbers so affected Because of so that we adore We don’t know who anymore For this setting, hushed and limber Our place...
Jan 16th
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The Model Pt. 2
His lips accepted mine softly. The alcohol was heavy on my breath, on my tongue but it didn’t seem to bother him. I wondered if he’d ever tasted alcohol before.  We sat knee to knee, inclining forward, kissing hesitantly. It was hesitant, but delicious with the curiosity of a first kiss. I was surprised that he seemed to want this as much as my drunken subconscious did. And so the...
Jan 8th
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Holding
To talk about this burning Burning that has no words Takes over every sentiment and sense in and through me Pulls me down into an ocean, free of salt, dense with the water current                 It falls miles deep, The floor is velvet underneath my feet Every grain of sand replaced by a flower petal   The sun has an overwhelming presence so near the seabed Casting through it warmth so sublime –...
Jan 4th
November 2012
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Stay Full
A burning I have yet to see It’s only ever been described to me well enough to know what it means But it’s not there anymore That pale look of burnt out eyes, the still . . Replaced with             . Of the winter to come? Well.  And what that comes with it? The shriveling; from grapes to raisons Who know how it is Struggle to hold on To every bit of breath left But...
Nov 14th
July 2012
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Dismiss
I’d like nothing more than a bottle right now Of a liquid to blaze when it’s traveling down A drink to numb fragile lips with its kiss And fade attention from such concurrent this I’d like nothing more than a cigarette now For its burn to relax and inhale to allow That over-the-edge that will come with such force Waiver the ledge and the line and the source I’d like nothing more than to sleep at...
Jul 22nd
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The One I Don't Get
I kneeled against the bottom edge of the toilet, my arms resting along the cold seat as my head hung heavily over the water. I watched as the vomit came out of my mouth and mixed gradually with the water. The neutral colors and textures swirled slowly like a fog; vodka and crackers. I took another second to notice that the toilet seemed relatively clean, which I really appreciated. After waiting...
Jul 22nd
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Fight
“What is your problem?” I said, trying to refrain from yelling. We had two friends on the other side of the door and I felt that problems, especially stupid ones, should be kept between the two of us. “Get out of my way.” He said trying to push past me, his eyes diverted from my face. “Stop!” I said and I put my arm out onto his shoulder to hold him back. He...
Jul 22nd
June 2012
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Jun 16th
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January 2012
2 posts
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ListenListen
Jan 9th
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From His POV
The five words you couldn’t say, Were just, “I want you to stay.” Were words I sought to find some warmth From the cold feelings you put forth. Into your eyes, I feel me falling They’re stone and hard, with weight I’m hauling Of all this trust and all this care To have returned with a blank stare. Her crooked hands, her jaundiced skin And all her other flaws...
Jan 8th
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December 2011
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Driving
30 50  40 60 and I wait.  I think of life and the things I hate.  I close my eyes, letting go of the wheel Trying to differentiate what’s fake and what’s real. I open them, and there’s nothing to feel. I close them again, and wait and expect More and more nothing couldn’t be more direct All of my actions lack cause and affect I wish there would be something more...
Dec 27th
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November 2011
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My Favorite Lines
My page was too white My ink was too thin. The day wouldn’t write what the night pencilled in.
Nov 25th
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Not Making It, Faking It.
October flew by as the cold wind blew high toward the new winter season. Caused an avalanche that has no given time and no given reason. Tears from passing by years fall slow, freeze feet from the floor. It’s not yet to drop from the sins that are shot into us and lay heavy and hurt. So they keep from the dirt that’s frozen in place for the oncoming months that are hiding their face...
Nov 10th
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Nov 10th
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My Friend
I’m not as pretty as I used to seem After all the things that’ve come between You and I, our friends and lies. Tired thoughts around you, the haze of our friendship leaving traces and reminders of us at all times, in all places Your eyes hold anger that your lips hide so well like how I hate her, but I’d never tell The feel with you so bitter your aim so high to get her. High...
Nov 10th
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October 2011
3 posts
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The Model
He stared down at my hand, his deep blue eyes lingering on my finger that was tracing unsteady circles into the back of his hand. His chocolate brown lashes blinked slowly and uncertainly. I looked down at our hands that were intertwined in a pinky promise, his dark, warm skin contrasting interestingly with my lighter olive skin. I glanced back up at his face to see his eyes closed, his face still...
Oct 20th
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Admiration
I saw him unexpectedly my heart beating erraticaly his face tired and somber His life speaking out with his eyes his thoughts bleeding out of his steps He didn’t really look at me But it was still nice to look in his diverted eyes A good person where none can be found meeting ends with the world and paying dues for nothing done wrong. A happy boy with endless saddening troubles excited for...
Oct 19th
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Oct 19th
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September 2011
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Some Time Alone
We were in way over our heads, I think as the thoughts rip to shreds with you coming near. We took things too fast when the beauty of our past came back so suddenly. Our warm night walks, through the rivers we crossed led to such breath-taking moments, we couldn’t help but notice. Under the bridge it sounds like thunder but it’s louder than thunder, all the thoughts that I...
Sep 15th
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August 2011
1 post
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Release.
Im feeling lonely with you around. I shouldnt be writing about you. You know what kind of person you are. Not allowed to do this. You’re so wrong. Feeling so wrong. Im closing my eyes and seeing you. This poison running thick inside me. Past the airless blood in my veins. Behind my closed, bright lids. Steadily beating the pictures clear. My skin coming off so strong. Falling apart at the...
Aug 16th
July 2011
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Jul 24th
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My Personal Jigsaw Puzzle: Faded Memories →
karadikid: We once walked this shore. Footprints trailed behind us in the sand. I thought the path we made would never end. This was the story of our lives. Sandy beaches, tidal waves. But then the sand turned to gravel. And soon gravel turned to rock. I went my way, and you would eventually go…
Jul 24th
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The Reason
In sequestered chambers lie An expectation for demise And from these expectations come A feeling to want to be done For if worser pain should come to happen Desire would not leave me broken I know its a lousy and selfless excuse I just dont want to have someone to lose I know that we need it, I know that I must But I really cant stand out and balance on trust A fall is too likely and...
Jul 9th
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The Thought of You
You drive me crazy, and not in a good way. Im sorry that you cant take a hint. Im sorry that time after time I told you things wouldnt work out, it wasnt clear enough for you. Im now realizing quite a bit about the whole situation though. I do miss you. I do want you. I do love you. The thought of you. You say it yourself, you’re a different person now. You’re not the same...
Jul 3rd
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June 2011
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What Could Have Been
I can think of nothing that pains my heart more, than happy memories, and visions of what could have been.
Jun 26th
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Jun 26th
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Afternoon Dreams
Im in a place I shouldnt be nevermore there, its closed to me hearing talk, not for my ears for im not there, like in past years so I leave this place, to a similar other And im held by a boy, that i know isnt mine and he twirls me around, with strong adoration while im looking off for my known combination as i find his face, hardly seen through the crowd he’s smiling and laughing...
Jun 3rd
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Im Really Sorry
I dont know what I do to make me wanted by you we just talk and talk and our eyes quickly lock as the distance between us never decreases the safeness of our friendship teases the undisclosed desires there with every smile and laugh we share but it all stays the same and its really fucking lame because all I can say is im sorry and im sorry and im sorry and im so so sorry.
Jun 1st
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May 2011
5 posts
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The First Messages
XBrandonX{FMO} says: Hey whats up what did i miss in history? Shelly says: absolutely nothing. not even a crossword. we just sat there. doing whatever. why werent you there? <3 fuck myspace.
May 31st