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People are evil. Why do you get all the love in the world. Bake cookies bitch. Good girls don't get angry. Oh, hahahaha, yes, yes they fucking do. PSY 215. I close my eyes and imagine the sound of meat smacking against kitchen tile. Opps. I dropped the beef. Smack. Smmmaccck. You know the sound. You know that fucking smack. The kkkkk hits you in ( Read more... )

Achilles, Joseph Mengele, Green, Jacob and Rachel, Cain and Abel, Angels of Death, Aden and his love, Amanda means lovable ( Read more... )

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Today was a wonderful day off. Thank goodness. I woke up. I went to Barnes & noble and wrote. I drove to Alyx who was convinced that she had a cracked rib (see me a few weeks back :Ovarian cyst: downfalls of google). I went to a movie. Kevin was supposed to meet me. We'll call this a communication break down. I watched it alone. I went home, called ( Read more... )

You are reading the melodramatic rantings of an unstable nineteen year old. This is my disclaimer, continue at your own peril.

I am a coward.
The worst kind.
Big talk, big thoughts, big shoes--
where is the delivery?
The bright lights and the popcorn?
You already paid and I hate to break it to you..., but there is no refund.
Today I feel weak.
Sure I've ( Read more... )

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Maybe. Maybe. Maybe I am just an asshole. Because. Because. Because it's too hard to care for everyone and have them all hurt you. Just. Just. Just because I may be an asshole, doesn't mean I'm still not a good person. You just maybe have to work extra hard because I'm not looking for the pain anymore. what am I talking about? I don't even fucking ( Read more... )

Last night I found myself curled up in a hospital bed next to my dad, watching the U.S come back and win the swimming competition. It's a memory I will cherish. It was one of those times where you want to look at everything, smell everything, remember everything. Just remember this, I kept telling myself, always remember this. Yesterday was surreal ( Read more... )

I have put up so many walls and now I have gotten what I wished for. I am alone. Lately everything is a blur. I am spinning. I am tripping. The world is a whirling storm of colors and I am trapped in its insipid, lonely eye. I am reaching out for something to take a hold of me completely aware that I am too afraid to get spun. My tears taste ( Read more... )