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Also it's funny to go through a little bit of a memory lane with past entries...jesus christ I was sad about that boring ex-boyfriend of mine. -
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I've had this account for over a little over ten years. How bizzare. I remember who was important to me and in my life when I began this journal and it's so important for me to think about them as a new year approaches. I will always miss the ones I've lost, especially as the end of November is nearing, as does the anniversary of my father's death ( Read more... ) -
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first date tonight. -
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he is a creature
crouching closer
eyes beady and a black pit
where his mouth should be
instead of skin, slick
with wet metallic scales
his breath breeds beetles
crawling up my thigh
claws for fingers he
uses his pincers
and leaves me
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i'm going to stop being pathetic and just get over her. -
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It's a stupid situation now ( Read more... ) -
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i'll pretend i have small pox
a beautiful girl
dying in the eighteenth century
or afflicted with lepprosy
face so wrapped in bandages
you won't recognize me at all
but it's the black plague
instead
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it's difficult to close my mouth around my food and make myself chew.
i wrote poems today at work, trying to pass the time between the poses.
"nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing" ee cummings ( Read more... ) -
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i made shrimp scampi,
and kissed him -
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i am so so stressed out ( Read more... )