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whatever gets you to that point of anger, destruction burning bridges and whatever’s in your path your wrath the chaos – it’s catching but isn’t particularly fetching     whatever helps you sleep at night excuses, examples passing out samples … Continue reading

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Ambien and Taking Back Sunday

trying to cramp into the smallest space, invisibility is beauty, i’m in a ball on the bed to make my back stop aching. but it’s my fault, oh but isn’t it? the selfish bitch who wants it all, but doesn’t … Continue reading

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Holiday Burnout

always a dramatic scene half-assed beauty queen recognize yourself in rumors playing catch-up like the late bloomers sip a little something smoke a little nicotine blushing under low lights ego-tripping, dive bar nights we are all in this together casual … Continue reading

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Written randomly, yesterday

if i spoke the truth would you still love me if i even knew what that truth was would you abandon me . i am frightened of getting older afraid of being a terrible mother: unable to afford to keep … Continue reading

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Inspired by… (another episode of craptastic poetry!)

it’s a punch to the gut when you try to implicate me a fucking web of lies, to try and get people to hate me i’ve built my whole life around trying to be nice, trying to be the one … Continue reading

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Wedding March of Sorts

the holiday road that we’ve been on for years leads to this new path i’m by no means just an april fool but i swear on everything i’m gonna marry you live big, laugh big, love big this i promise … Continue reading

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You Liked The Rolling Stones. That much I remember

you were never meant to be anything more than a summer’s dream a drink on a midnight beach waking to sounds of the waves and the early morning trucks i could really do without the nostalgic flashbacks i’m not digging … Continue reading

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