Suburbia.We don't need dreams here, in this house near the end.Suburbia.
Someone plotted out our destinies for us,
drawing up maps and charts to tell us who to
love and when.
But not this, god I can't love this; this house on
the right that screams of sidewalks and
streetlights.
I can close my eyes and pretend you don't exist
anymore but the ticking of clocks drown out my
hopes in the silence; never have I been this
alone. You bring with you the promise of hell and
marriage and lists of all the things I don't
believe in, but you're far too real now for me not
Worry.There's acid in my mouth that burns like guilt as I'm breaking all these promises I made to you and I'm dancing down hallways with my head thrown back so you won't see the icy tears clinging to my eyelashes. You'll tell me you're worried, in a voice like dragonflies, so I'll laugh and dance away until you can worry about yourself again, until you can forget about me like the promises you made yourself.Worry.
There's a faded pencil poem hibernating inside my pocket, folded in on it's self so no one can read those slanted words that you hate to hear. You'll close your eyes and sigh when I tell you that this is what makes me happy now, yo
Insomnia.Once upon a time, I knew exactly who I was. You called me the girl with the sun in her veins and I thought I was invincible. I dreamt in ballet slippers and satin coat tails, loose ties drapedInsomnia.
over crystal door knobs in an innocent attempt
at intimacy. Your words held an old velvet kind of
elegance, but now in this broken moonlight, my
eyes have rusted over and the lava I cry has no
place among the things you've created. I've taken
to keeping my dreams in an old mason jar beside
my bed, so that maybe in the dead of night I can
mistake my impossible hopes for the warm gl
Stronger.Five years is a long time to wait, but I’ve been waiting on you forever. I've been sitting on your doorstep since before I could tie my shoes, waiting for the sun to come out, waiting for the phone to ring, waiting for your smile to bloom. Nothing could ever make you happy, but a smile from you would light me up for days.Stronger.
Summers were our haven, because you enjoyed being the destructive one and the sunlight made your broken bits shine even brighter. We would sneak out of our houses once the sun had set just to lay in the wet grass and tell stories of the things weighing us down, but it never seemed to make you hurt any less.
| Let's make it last. |
Devious Journal Entry
Disgust
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rosin your bow, sing your scales
do your lunges
we're going
field-
dancing
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"if there's a higher power then why doesn't he get you a new sweater?" "because he's still looking for your brain"
-a walk to remember
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park that car,
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"super girl don't cry super girl just fly !"
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I thought you said f o r e v e r over and over.
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就算身在他乡, 也改变不了我的中国心!
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Live overpoweringly, devastatingly, awesomely, deeply, intensely, overwhelmingly, and incredibly. <3
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~Andrea H. Rimer~
"Within this wall of flesh, there is a soul."
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