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Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

I visited my brotha yesterday, and finally, finally, wrote down everything that had to be done. On paper, things make sense. I don't have much time, as school supplies shopping organizing and counting lies ahead shortly on the schedule. The funny thing is, I can't write journals. I just feel totally lame. I can't exactly write thoughts down, it ( Read more... )

I have returned! Life is shaping up. Wonderfully. How grateful am I. I don't particularly enjoy hanging between phases or emotions. My life is beginning to ground itself now that school is starting up and much more is being set in motion.
I also recently discovered more beautiful music. It's pleasurable. Very much so. And I'm writing an essay and ( Read more... )

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somehow, I still feel inferior in a way.

Will that ever go away?

Long time no post. It's very saddening. So is the fact that I have no news.


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I need to post. I have a lot in my head.
By next week. I promise!!

I recently realized how much I adore the Twilight series.  Breaking Dawn comes out in nine days! It's so goood. My heart pounds whenever I get lost in all the blogs and articles professing love for the series and the author.  I wouldn't go so far as to say that I'm in love with Edward or anything, but the novels certainly have an amazing cast of ( Read more... )

I think I have a spot on my monitor that looks like a period. What a bothersome point; false full stop.


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