May 2012
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I had a conversation with myself today. It was surprising that she had so much to say, I’m usually quiet. A thinker, really. I asked myself why and I didn’t know how to reply because why what? That could mean a lot of things. Why is the sky blue? Why do kittens scratch things? Why do girls believe lies? Why do boys tell them? And after the silence had blown over I replied I don’t...
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You always pop those pills how you pop your mouth. I guess the combination of two poisons doesn’t do you good when you’re trying to be honest. I remember you dropping your cigarette on the floor, you set fire to your own damn house.
I can still feel those words pumping through my veins like boiling blood. I was angry. I said some things I regret. You said more that you didn’t...
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I tried to take the claws around my neck and turn them into simple hands, shaking some sense back into me about what I’m worth and reminding me what I’m not. But I remembered I wasn’t a magician.
When I woke up from being strangled I felt a calm come over me. I felt like it was what I needed. That pressure keeping me from making the words come out. Those machines keeping me from...
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Sometimes when you don’t answer the phone I wonder if you were honest. I get lost. I pace back and forth and try to remember what you said and how you could’ve not meant any of that.
It’s so sad to be alone now. It’s even sadder to see how lonely alone really is.
I don’t need you. But I want you.
I’m not giving up, I’m giving in. I’m letting you...
I feel really weird remaking my blog but it felt like it needed to be done. No particular reasoning behind it. I guess I’m changing.