Please God, stop taking people from my life. If you must, please feel free to space it out slightly.


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I flew above the Heavens today and it made me smile because I could picture all the angels I once knew peering over the edges of the cloud cover down on us on Earth and for once I felt like I could watch over them.
I'm quite fed up with cancer. Once again it has struck on my family's door. Don (my great uncle) is dying of cancer right now. He ( Read more... )

I am having one of those days that is just kind of terrible for no apparent reason. Financial aid is killing me. It's so confusing to have divorced parents who switch off claiming you for income taxes. And Cam has four games to watch today he wouldn't miss for the world. So I am home alone and hungry and lonely ( Read more... )

Win died today. I was walking out of Doyle Park with Sho, Mike, and Cam when my mom called Cam to tell me. I don't know why I'm crying because I still can't imagine the world without him ( Read more... )

We went to the beach tonight. We walked the long way down the back path. We were writing in the sand when a woman in the distance was shortening the gap from herself to us. She eventually called out to me. She asked if I had seen a pair of black shoes by any chance. I told her no... we'd just come from over there and I hadn't seen any. I asked her ( Read more... )

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It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour
which the night fastens to all the timetables.

The rustling belt of the sea girdles the shore.
Cold stars heave up, black birds migrate.

Deserted like the wharves at dawn.
Only tremulous shadow twists in my hands.

Oh farther than everything. Oh farther than everything.

-Pablo Neruda

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She's an angel made of dust and dreams. A faceless peasant of broken hopes and broken habits. She's rainy days in the emptiness of winter. A passionate kiss from cold lips. She's foamy waves on a stormy shore. A darkened night illuminated by stars. She's the splash of color on a blank canvas. Ice down your back when you're nice and warm. She's a ( Read more... )

Hi. I'm Courtney Ridgway. I'm this really unique, friendly seventeen year old who gets good grades and has a sense of humor.

What happened to me?

Hi. I'm Courtney Ridgway. I'm this really dull, isolated seventeen year old who never does homework and cries too much.

Nice to meet you.

I am a basket-case. I'm a day dreamer. I say too much. I'm rude and ( Read more... )

I feel like I am being controlled by some cosmic force. Like I am getting blown over in raging hurricanes that never have a thing to do with me and every time I fall it hurts more than the last time. I keep getting back up again, but sometimes they hit me before I'm back on my knees ( Read more... )