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waiting for the phone..
How did you spend summers when you were a kid ( Read more... ) -
she lies. and I steal.
i usually write because I'm too full to keep it all in anymore.
if someone reads this, they'll know what I mean.
I'm not full. I'm angry.
There's something to be said about knowing too much.
I know too much. And I made myself know too much.
and everything pieced itself together.
my mom's old wedding band.
being so far. and working so much harder.
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I didn't know her.
Maybe death doesn't affect me in the same way that it affects others.
The last person I knew who died was my uncle; and I just remember the hot ride to Idaho for the funeral, my moms cheap tissues, and everyone's crying. My aunt crying. She looked so small. I hated it. I just spread out throughout my moms side of the family. There we were in ( Read more... ) -
in the night.
no one makes me cry quite like him. I've never cried so hard in my life, maybe i have but I don't remember.
my whole life I've held my breath to keep from crying, and when i cry because of him, it's a whole other ballpark.
he thinks it's this horrible thing when I cry too, and hates it- hates feeling like he caused it.
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haven't you heard the song?
it probably wears on your face. i feel like i should know. i've been sad. i've been there.
but i've also been happy. that probably shapes your face as well.
i thought about this in my car, on the way home from Connors.
it's Christmas.
i was thinking on my drive home, and x96 did an x set of coldplay and yellow came on.
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so....
i didn't make lit. mag. staff.
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there's more to life then perfection- and if you look for it there's more life.
lately it's been this blur of everything I have to do. and more and more i find myself in bed- and it's where I feel happiest.
i'm so goddamn tired. i sleep and i sleep and i'm just tired.
i'm just tired.
I don't even feel natural writing anymore.
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Smoke ♥
I've always had this lack of words. Well, not always, but sometimes.
It's not like I just don't talk, because I do- but, it's this trail of smoke my words tend to leave. So when I've left, my words will still be hanging in the air, sometimes heavy, sometimes faint, but always there.
Until I met him.
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1- Charge
Dihydrogen Phosphate H2PO4 -
Acetate C2H3O2 -
Hydrogen Sulfite HSO3-
Hydrogen sulfate HSO4-
Hydrogen Carbonate HCO3-
Nitrite NO2-
Nitrate NO3-
Cyanide CN-
Hydroxide OH-
Permanganate MnO4-
Hypochlorite CIO-
Chlorite CIO2-
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