Reflections off the car windows,
reveal the details of the hand sewn lace
found spread out about the sky.
Through the lace, a luminous golden light
Comes down with the rain.
The black pavement forms pools of rusted iron,
disturbed by the splashing of mercury.
Drops of water stain the darkened silver roof tops,
with the chalk of a red brick

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If anyone were to ask me how college is,
I'd have to tell them the truth,
blunt and simple.
Disorienting.

I walked in this university more sure of myself than I am today.
I see doors closing every day.
Every class I decide to take, another door slams in my face.
Go with the motions, just get it done.
Slam, slam, slam.
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I want to do something Amazing.

What is college for? Four years of grades and exams, for what?

I think that is beside the point.

I just want to do something Amazing.

My oppressive father haunts me in my dreams. He punishes me for my faults and molds my accomplishments into failures. Last night, it was a war that I could not escape. I killed myself. I was given a second chance, in which I decided that I would rather live and run away. I just did not know where to or how to. My vision of the world had become so ( Read more... )

Not to put her business out on here and all, but my cat is a SLUT. Straight up slut. She plays hard to get and then gets her ass knocked up. I saw her galavanting with that boy outside. Mhm. I guess I should be expecting kittens in 9 weeks. Haha. Slut ( Read more... )

As much as it doesn't bother me, there's a small sliver of me that wishes for people to be as honest as they pretend. But I can't blame myself. That would just be childish and a waste of time ( Read more... )

I am tired and I am sad. I watched Running with Scissors twice this weekend and its movies like that, that bring out the worst in me. It's the future that I'm scared of. The failure. It's debilitating. Constraining. Just like his mother, the failed poet. Just like his mother, a nut case. It is that what I fear ( Read more... )

Whoa.
Zoom.

Life.
And all.

It makes me, nervous.
Like right now.

Some are having babies, and others are getting tattoos.
Some are going to college, and others are reconsidering everything.
Some are graduating, and others are just beginning to learn.
And in this process of change,
We do begin to grow.

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