smoke & glass

Nov 02, 2006 17:59

Clawing my way back to the surface; I am boring through my own rib cage, my own sternum, from the outside in as quickly as my knuckles can fly in order to break through this tissue and stand tall. This is the sort of moment - this collective six days, seven days - that absolutely shakes my foundation. I breathe; my heart quivers. Tears brim. ( Read more... )

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dqsanchopanza November 2 2006, 23:28:16 UTC
You write beautifully.


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siomhagirl November 3 2006, 02:28:39 UTC
I love you, my Ally-bo-bally.

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fartherthanever November 7 2006, 18:44:42 UTC
you write nicely.

feeling like you can't be weak is hard =[ ♥

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suchcartography November 8 2006, 18:05:05 UTC
It is hard. And thank you.

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nickasaurus November 8 2006, 14:46:45 UTC
You are my world. You are every breath I take. You have no idea what you mean to me, Ally. You are my rock, my shoulder, my every laugh, my every tear, the reason I wake up, the reason go on with each day... You are my hopes, my goals, my dreams, my future, and I don't know what kind of woman I would be without you. You should know you are my everything and I love you more than life itself. Never leave me.

Yours.
-n.

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suchcartography November 8 2006, 18:00:59 UTC
Chills.

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