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EVIDENCE
evidence before it happens that I dreamt you into existing next to me that I conjured you into my reality evidence that I closed my eyes and saw you looking back at me proof of your acceptance through the portal proof of my imagination creating flesh and bones just for me I woke up that… — read more
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the collision
i want to love you in a different language. the collision of our bodies making up words foreign to whoever listens. something only you can understand from my lips to the ridges of your brain. from my fingertips to the veins in your thumping heart. — read more
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MOVING
Usually, im not one to be too excited to move. ITS SUCH A HASSLE. buttttt, yesterday I toured the apartment of my dreams. Rent was BELOW my budget, which HELLO?!?! in this economy that’s a treasure! I can’t wait to live there. I can’t wait to move!!!!!! — read more
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like, like like.
too much and not enough at all. all of us are taught that these filler words are really bad for writing, which I agree with except im a SUCKER for the way some people paint a picture with only naked, short words. its as if my brain had a mouth and these bite sized words… — read more
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RIDING THE BUS HOME
I NOTICED MYSELF LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW, THERES A COUPLE WALKING BY, ECCENTRIC, THEY SEEM TO BE MEETING UP, SHES RIDING A BIKE, HE HAS SMALL BANGS AND A LONG PONYTAIL. THEY WEAR VERY LITTLE CLOTHING, CROPPED SHIRTS, BOTH COVERED IN TATTOOS AND JEWELRY. I EXAMINE THEM, I LOOK DOWN AND AS SOON AS MY… — read more
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chapped lips
What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time? something for my lips!!! otherwise i will start licking them with no remorse or second thought, leaving future me stuck in a battle between licking moreee or having badly chapped lips. nightmare — read more
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as if
I almost saidwhat fatherthe other day.as if there was another.as if there was a single person in existence who id consider.as if theres ever been a doubt.but it was the strangest thing.as if my mother found me in a gardenas if i wasnt my fathers daughteras if i wasnt anyones daughteras if i wasnt one… — read more
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not here
I like to think that in an alternate universe, I never came here. im sitting on a concrete sidewalk, feet in the dirt. listening to the faint music playing on the stereo in the back room. windows open. crickets and a slight warm breeze. everyones porch lights are on, I can see my neighbors peeling… — read more
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the news make me nervous
thats it. thats all. but just because you dont like something, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist right. — read more
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filler entry about God
why is it that on lighter better days my mind has nothing to express theres days when i am consumed by what seems to be reminders of a bruised life days when my fingers dont stop typing my hands dont stop moving memory after memory spewing out of me like bullets and theres no tears… — read more
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