i don't like sleeping ( Read more... )

we're talking ( Read more... )

the truth is
i miss you.

gosh,
i hate this
more than
you know.

i hate almost
talking to you.

i hate not talking
to you.

i hate missing you.

i hate that
when anything
and i do mean
anything
happens.
you're who i
want to tell.

why do i want to
believe
in the good in
you?

i am the queen ( Read more... )

i hate that i'm inconsistent ( Read more... )

i'm scared to sleep
because that's the one place
i can't keep you from
coming

i dreamt so many dreams
so much goodness
warmth
love

reality sucks sometimes.

i woke up singing:

and the truth is
i miss you

YOU have been reduced to nothing more than
a box
and a sheer memory.

i find that
oddly
liberating.

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i feel extremely nasueous ( Read more... )

summer means ( Read more... )