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I'll wait for you here.
I haven't been able to remember my dreams since I got back. I believe that they've all just become this big clusterfuck of images that really just make me feel anxious. I miss growing. I miss the smell of Grassroots, with the sea of green effect everywhere I looked. It was so very wonderful being around my dad. We're so similar, I feel am so lucky ( Read more... ) -
I'll try not to wake you
Upon reading a few of my past entries, I've come to the conclusion that they're all rather redundant. The same things keep happening and I keep going on like I know I have to. Needless to say, not much has changed. I still feel like I'm missing something, I still miss her, I still feel a strong pull to the ideal relationship, regardless of how far ( Read more... ) -
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I miss you. I sit here in the grey hours of the morning wondering where it might be that you've gone to. You are in all of my dreams, but rarely do you speak. It seems that I'm forgetting the way it sounded, even when I try to remember how we used to talk together..it all seems like just echoes of your voice. Not the same ( Read more... ) -
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we meet again, ma with no face. Driving through the ruins with someone like Jennifer.We parked in a parking lot on a slant. The music store was red and black.There was no music on the walls. It seemed more like a badly stocked video store. A greasy man with greasy hair was manning the counter. There was an unlit fireplace by the door we came in ( Read more... ) -
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"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To them... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death." ~Pearl S. Buck -
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I dreamed of an alternate life again. One where my parents were still together. They had just bought this huge house and they had this giant house warming party. I brought a lot of people that I knew and invited even more. So many faces I thought I had forgotten. The house was similar to houses that I've been in before. Kind of like a combination ( Read more... ) -
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True World
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The lady with the house came in today.. "This chick died in my house" the line that she somehow thought gave her bragging rights. I wish I would've hit her then. Maybe if I would've she wouldn't keep coming in ( Read more... )
