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hey love
there is no hole in my heart, only fear.
fear of how if i stop to think about being
on a planet called earth in a solar system in a galaxy -
fear of how much that really freaks me out
fear of how they look at me when i say so
i'm trying to conquer fear with knowledge but
those books you have to read to learn are good
to throw when you get scared.
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short story
This is a story about every morning when her housemate woke her up. This is a story about when the cat got stuck in the storeroom for hours but didn't poo in it. It's a story about the time when they decided to have fish and chips because it was a warm afternoon, the first one since the last summer, and how they had to pay 40c for individual ( Read more... ) -
back to the new house
Words echo in rooms unfurnished ( Read more... ) -
now
there are things I know to repeat
when people ask 'what's new'
& I know the answer to
'how are you' -
recently
Got a good grade point average. Have been asked if I want to do honours. -
john, paul, george and RINGO
going to a Beatles themed 21st party next weekend. I will be dressed as Lovely Rita
Standing by a parking meter, when I caught a glimpse of RitaFilling in a ticket in her little white book.In a cap she looked much older,And the bag across her shoulderMade her look a little like a military man.
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link blatancy
this is just a note for everyone, I write for another blog with my friend Stacey who lives in New Zealand. I write there more regularly so if you are into that kind of stuff then stop by there sometime. We want everyone who reads it to do this questionnaire so if you like those that might be something fun to do
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sick kingdom
I built a fortress entirely from tomatoes last weekend to keep you away from me. I called it my sick kingdom, cause I'm actually allergic to tomatoes and this is all some sort of demented self-harm mechanism.
My arms became numb. I felt what might be likened to an oil slicked albatross. How I longed to be free from the debilitating love slick.
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kafka & cheese
When Ziggy Gelman awoke one morning after troubled dreams, he found himself transformed into a giant cheeseman in his bed. Given the average size of a block or wheel of cheese, this size was not altogether dissimilar from his human size. The differences, instead, were the mouldy white hue his skin had taken on, a general oozing sensation from each ( Read more... ) -
the cold
Rugged up and bulky ( Read more... )