these situations are too predictable.

stop:

misspelling "a lot" as one word.
confusing "their", "they're", & "there",
and using accept in place of except (affect & effect; to, too, & two; etc.).

AKA fucking grammar in the ass.

it should be illegal.

in two weeks and two days, the air will be thick with our conversation ( Read more... )

don't look at me when you play pretend ( Read more... )

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i'm sorry that out here the stars are finally luminous. back there they seemed such a bitter white. i'm coming to terms with my past and present; i'm better now.


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last night i dreamt that i lived in a jungle. with the trees and flowers nipping my shoulders, and the air so clear it felt like water. i was alone, but at peace.

when i woke up too early, i remember thinking life is a jungle, and then another wave of sleep took over.

i wish it wouldn't ever come.

an update on things:

the last week was bearable. actually, the only time i had time to even think was friday night when i got home. it was the usual ( Read more... )

knuckle plant on chin & toes to the nose. it's all you live for; it's what fuels the fire you use to warm your heart. it's all you have, it's all a lie. a broken nose & two cracked ribs; you don't even care to measure your damage. who would? another blow to the head; a knock-out ( Read more... )