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lonely bitter brittle as in easily crumbled and crushed into something like ashes to ashes to dust a thin layer of grime between your fingers and my skin between my skin and my soul an ominous cluster of dark clouds wallows inside our ribcages exclaming unfinished business a force to be reconded with that we cannot comprehend I am sick with grief ( Read more... ) -
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A cookie cut moon hangs half bitten in the sky
I'll lift the lids of my eye's and stare there
at the stars that are brighter than the ones in Germany
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Alright, so I came home from Germany. Can I go back now? -
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Finally in Germany.
Finally. Unfortunately I'm just sitting in a computer lab right now at the base waiting for Becky to finish taking her test. I feel so conspicuous. -
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I'm on my way to Germany in about three hours. I'm excited and terrified at the same time. I feel like this marks some sort of big change or progression in my path to self discovery. I'm leaving Savannah and all it's baggage behind at the departure gate. I feel like I have spent this entire year clinging desperately to memories and familiarities ( Read more... ) -
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Autostraddle.com is my new favorite site EVER. -
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Life is what happens when you're busy making plans. -
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It's just too fucking much.
