January 2010
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Shelbz shaved the sides of my head
I am a dyke, and I felt you all should know.
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Walls of Jericho
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I had peanut butter with the pills that are...
I think I’m a dog or something.
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It hides inside me.
On a nondescript afternoon
I am touching the cash register with my hands;
Pouring coffee with sour eyes as if bad news is a thing you can taste.
Um, YES.
“Grace, Do you wanna be my valentine? I can’t give you chocolate, or flowers, or anything, actually. But you’re special to me, and I couldn’t ask for anyone better!”
Aleeeeex, she’s the best. : ) I don’t even care that I don’t celebrate Valentine’s day.
Somewhere in time: Visits.
While I was on my lunch break at work, She came to see me, another of my friends in tow with a far-off gaze and little to contribute to conversation.
But She looked at me with an expression of pure adoration beaming from below black fringe, and She hugged me; passion flavoring her embrace.
She told me later she never wanted to let go.
I am going to rest in this moment or hours. She is holding...
So
I liked sitting on your couch
And listening to Tech N9ne
Watching you play Mario.
I want to fuck your haircut.
Good night.
sinkyourteethin
heyveli:
aye waddap boo
You don’t have a vag? *sad creeper face* Is what’s up.
Do I
Love because you are lovely
Or because you evince some small magic in me?
Like a newborn face
You are only beautiful if I sculpted you.
As with a photography I could only love if I was the one to take it.
Every breath is a lie.
Every crescendo
EVERY CRASH
is me, crawling up inside you and huddling
fetal
shaking
all awash in the dull pulsation
Swaddled in blood, and meaningless.
ashaffliction:
[A quiet reality]
I counted the rain on my skin, as it fell like a shadow across my windowpane and when I woke up today this was not what I had expected I felt my throat close, and I felt like letting go but I didn’t trust the morning it took too much energy to cry He was in the sky and he held out a hand as bits of glassy memories fell towards the sand but he saved me and...
“The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via artpixie) (via ashaffliction)
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I was thinking
That I might get the words “Never again” tattooed on me.
But then I thought that that might be a weird dedication to him. And I don’t want to immortalize him on my body.
At the same time, I need to remember this. I intend it to be a declaration…but I don’t want it to become a gift for him; though he’ll never see it or me again. I’m still terrified.
I...
Good night.
14514.) it will be a year in july since we last...
blogsecret:
i visit your facebook page all the time but i can only see your profile picture and couldn’t get past it. i’m scared to add you as a friend because you just might ignore me. i’m scared to text or call you because i’m sure i won’t like what i’d hear or receive. your friend told me you had a girlfriend while we were dating, but even then, if you ask me out again, i’d probably say yes....
Stuff I'm good at #1
Getting in empassioned verbal wars with strangers on Facebook.
Strange
How I have so little to say when everything is going alright
How my passion and my brilliance is borne of horror
How inspiration is linked to suffering
When I was 14 and tortured, chubby and unloved,
my personal Hell produced such beauty that the sight of those words brings tears to my eyes today.
But I am 18 now, confident and free, and
with my insanity flew my creativity
on little jeweled...
8 am
I was standing in the kitchen, naked, with papaya juice escaping my mouth.
People
Say I’m getting “all butthurt” when I defend the rights of women (often in the context of “jokes”)
and tell me that they “know I wouldn’t care if it was about men’s rights”.
1. Stop saying “butthurt”.
2. Jokes like this are offensive to me; I don’t have to laugh or “lighten up”.
3. I care about the rights of...
“The Wedding”- Cold War Kids
...
Today I
Am suffering from a lovely splash of fatigue.
I am coming to terms with so much as of late…
the most important of which is that I love my mother more than anything
that I am not dirty or sick for what I have done or what has been done to me
As it stands, I need to succumb to the pull I recognize on my eyelids
dream of a chubby face surrounded by righteous curls and punctuated by...
It's STILL RAPE IF ALCOHOL IS INVOLVED!!!!
Victims should not be expected to call it anything but.
Idiots need to stop blaming victims.
Divorce Rates Higher in States with Gay Marriage... →
Read it!
Destination: disorder
I wrote this last summer. I still like it.
I know what I will be. I am disregarding the inevitable expressions I will glean from my wholesome family…the friends I somehow snatched up under the guise of witty/edgy/ultimately harmless soul in need of saving….the “mentors”….all.
My mouth is full of blood. I kiss the countertops, my lips trailing flowers across the mirror of another hotel bathroom....
I felt this way once about this girl...this is my...
The way my mind paints it
I would kiss you in the fall-time, and the leaves would crunch underneath our feet. Your hair would be short and wavy underneath a brown winter hat.
You would drop all pretense. You would use the words you use when the gangsta visage slips. You would be wearing a simple jacket, and you would stuff your hands in your pockets as we walked.
The sky would be blue, winter...
Things get real on my blog sometimes. I am open about the things I do and my life experiences. Just a heads-up.
No one hears but
My mom heard.
Almost a year after the fact, I told her, because frankly I still hadn’t dealt with it.
She wants to go have a talk with him.
I want to put it behind me.
No one heard me then.
But she hears me now, and I’m alive, pursuing my passion.
I don’t belong to him. He won’t touch me anymore.
:)
Reblog with what day your birthday is, and the...
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March 8th- Be Nasty Day
August 18th - Chinese Valentine’s Day / Daughter’s Day
November 5th- Guy Fawkes Day. I didn’t even have to look it up. :D
Remember, remember the fifth of Novemer, the gunpowder...
Assault
I never thought of it that way.
I just put it far from my memory. I didn’t consider myself a victim. I just forgave and mostly forgot.
I was in love with him. There ya go. I didn’t report it…I was thinking about his future. His life. Being convicted of something like that could ruin what little he had left. And it was sorta an accident…?
My mouth was full. I...
When I Was A Boy- Dar Williams
“Ralph Waldo Emerson once asked what we would do if the stars only came out once...”
– Paul Hawken (via thegardenofe.blogspot.com) (via raptorinside) (via kneepits) (via nomakeup)