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Caitlin
Well, i've only known you since September, not long enough. not long enough, some may say, for you to be understood by my spiralling mind. Not long enough for me to be able to capture you in a piece of text, immortalised.
But they don't know me. And they don't know you. They don't know your boundless enthusiasm, your , your fangirl 'squee'. ( Read more... ) -
Ice Wings Of Paradise
I had a dream- I think it was the night before last, when I had the chance of meeting someone from the Horrors (I cant remember who) but I got nervous and didn't. A missed opportunity. That's what I fear most, I think. missing an opportunity to do a once-in-a-lifetime thing. I have too many regrets. Most of my dreams these days are about missed ( Read more... ) -
So much hate for the ones we love.
I can't sleep. or maybe I don't want to. I don't know. but I've been up since three. I'm meant to be going to the nannas' today, but i am CONTAGIOUS. And I am going to be strangled when they find out I've been on the laptop all night, I suppose posting on fb every 5 seconds wasnt such a good idea. I am so ill that im not actually bothering about ( Read more... ) -
Dear Facebook,
...I hate you.
Nicole X -
People Come In Pairs
I have noticed how people come in pairs,
As if they're afraid to be alone,
Or as if they've always been like that
And never considered being seperated.
Sometimes, in the middle of a busy street,
I'll watch for these people- they're not hard to spot.
They'll be walking side by side, maybe talking,
As if they are one and the same.
And I'll walk ( Read more... ) -
Because it made me laugh, and reminded me of me...
Facebook 'said' to me ( Read more... ) -
When I'm dead and gone, I'll be like everybody else.
It chilled me right to the bone. The thought that something so warped, so twisted, could have come from my pen, from my head, and was now lay there, scrawled in black ink, for all to see. The night Josh killed himself.
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These Things Move In Threes.
(Just something I wrote last night, while feeling extremely philosophical. As with most of my poetic ramblings, these are to be taken with a pinch of salt, so to speak. Especially yours, Bex.)
Nicole.
Well, you can hide your eyes and you can dress in black but you'll still stand out with the sun glinting of your bleach-blonde hair and your jumble- ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Good Days and Bad Days
I don't like Saturdays because I work,
As a kid, I used to like Wednesdays because it was half way to the weekend each way. I still like Wednesdays.
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All Eyes on the Calendar
Look at the calendar.
I need to next post on the 26th :)