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“I spent the summer wishing for a storm to wash away our spring, but never stopped to think about what comes after the rain.”

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I spent my summer melting, My autumn fearing another fall.   The new year was a blanket Of snow and cumbersome guilt.   A spring sun demanded I begin, But all of my roots were dead, My branches devoid of green.   So I wasted the Suns generosity; I still received it's light, But without … Continue reading “I spent the summer wishing for a storm to wash away our spring, but never stopped to think about what comes after the rain.”

I’m a big fan of slow Mondays. I feel like everyone is the same, just trying to get things started. It makes me think it’s not too late to start over.

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I prefer sliding doors over the old fashioned 2-3 hinge models. It’s much easier to slam the latter, and while I’ve had my fair share of rage needing an outlet, it never appealed to me as a good way to vent. Why, you ask? Well, to put it simply, I hate the sound. It’s a … Continue reading I’m a big fan of slow Mondays. I feel like everyone is the same, just trying to get things started. It makes me think it’s not too late to start over.

“I started smoking recently. I hate the taste, but I crave their warmth, and I have to admit…they make 2AM feel a lot less lonely.”

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My blood is fighting against me. I can feel it squirm throughout the day, a sharpness that begs for reciprocation. I’m burning up all of my second chances for just a few moments of relief. It’s nothing new, waking up to dried lengths of crimson. It’s nothing new. ~And yet~ I take some solace in … Continue reading “I started smoking recently. I hate the taste, but I crave their warmth, and I have to admit…they make 2AM feel a lot less lonely.”

“I saw you again last night, in my dreams. I knew it was a dream, but still…for the first time in weeks I felt warm…”

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This body is rejecting me, slowly and slowly. My bones of collagen and calcium phosphate Feel the constant friction of running away. My once solid steps now falter, As if I am walking on sand. The only way I can move Is to burn it all into sharp glass. And so I am a fragile … Continue reading “I saw you again last night, in my dreams. I knew it was a dream, but still…for the first time in weeks I felt warm…”

I don’t know how it works for the rest of the world, but I fall in love in more ways than I can count.

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We arrived at the theater right as the previews were starting. I was happy, because I love trailers and having something to look forward to. You always made it a point to gauge my reactions to every trailer, but regardless of my level of excitement you would enthusiastically proclaim that we’d go see that movie, … Continue reading I don’t know how it works for the rest of the world, but I fall in love in more ways than I can count.

From chaos and all its corollary elements, how is it that every breath in the expanse of existence has lead this Universe towards the creation of the exact me?

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I woke up today thinking it was Wednesday. This was odd, as yesterday was Monday, and I didn’t recall doing any time traveling. Where did my Tuesday go? I checked my phone and it confirmed my internal clock must be broken, because of course it was Tuesday. It was Tuesday, April 24th, 2018, the day … Continue reading From chaos and all its corollary elements, how is it that every breath in the expanse of existence has lead this Universe towards the creation of the exact me?

May 3rd, 2018. It’s been 5 years, and I’ve spent that entire span of time proving you right. I’m alone today, and I really shouldn’t be alone today..

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“Why do you want to die?” ~I’ve asked myself that question a thousand times, and I’ve come up with a thousand different answers. It depends on the time of day, whether or not I’ve seen the Sun in the past 24 hours. It changes based on how full I am, and whether or not I’ve … Continue reading May 3rd, 2018. It’s been 5 years, and I’ve spent that entire span of time proving you right. I’m alone today, and I really shouldn’t be alone today..

I’m only wearing these emotions. It’s all painted on passion, washed away during any rainy day.

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It eats away at you from the outside in, or the inside out, or whatever fucking way makes sense to you. Honestly, it doesn’t mean a fucking thing, how this world breaks us. In the end, it doesn’t matter how a soul is ripped apart, because nobody has time to spare grief for another person's … Continue reading I’m only wearing these emotions. It’s all painted on passion, washed away during any rainy day.