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coasting on adderall made writing this way better.
I don't really know why I'm writing this, or why I'm choosing to post it to GetItWrite. Probably Orlando homesickness and the hopes that maybe one of you guys will find it later. Whatever. On with it. Adderall don't fail me now ( Read more... ) -
The Pinkgirl and the Snowstorm.
SnowstormVitalis.This sterile blackness composes itself like mystery inside of me while I wish on white pinpricks. I'm through branching out at this point. I'll waste the night air retracting all my statements and endearments, while placing myself in this cosmic coffin for the five hundredth fucking time ( Read more... ) -
I spend most days defying myself.
Nowadays, I walk with painted steps and legs like the spectrum. My heart is a color wheel and I am astounded by the artistry with which your tongue and soul seem to manipulate it.
Now my days are fast and blurring, and my heart stings and swells at the mention of the half-frightening seraph of love.
No words these days define my inability to feel ( Read more... ) -
Emergence.
Hot skin smells like shisha and summer as I'm caught in this nocturnal eastern haze. Little lightning flashes fill every meniscus with red hair and a voice like captured laughter and lightning bugs. All of a sudden I'm thinking of driving to Lake Mary. I look up, only to find I've missed the best part of yet another conversation. I look around at ( Read more... ) -
5-minute story.
I'm giving myself 5 minutes to write and then walking out the door ( Read more... ) -
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Don't trust me when I'm looking sad. I've never been this happy in my life.
Beach, Love, Sweetness, Greenness.
That's it for me right now. -
Dive into my world of sumptuous color and psychological frailty.
PinkGirl2. The Physiology of Guilt ( Read more... ) -
Results of people-watching at a show in a church. Study 1. Pink Hair.
I'm looking down at these ridiculous black boots with a distinct yearning to be invisible, and impassable, and flippant. I don't know who I am anymore, and surrounding myself with friends of friends of friends is further mutilating my worth. Who the fuck am I trying to be anymore ( Read more... ) -
Sense and Sensuality.
I'm at David's, but posting this is so necessary ( Read more... )