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• 03/21/2009

  March 20, 2009

  saturday night and i'm all glued shut i'm inside out, inside a rut someone throw me a paintbrush, 'cause i can't find color     i think i'm sad. i think i'm lost. i think i'm insecure. i think i think way too much.

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• sure.

  January 1, 2009

  I wonder if i'd sell out if it meant catching a break I wonder if i'd sell a moral, put my soul at stake Bleach my smile. Bleach my hair. Bronze my pale thighs. Tie a hair bow round my heart to hide its heaving sighs. Take the little raincloud and my halo where it ha...

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• step lightly

  September 30, 2008

  I've completely forgotten how to bare my soul. To anyone.  At any time. I think if I'd give a gentle tug to any aspect of myself-so delicately knitted and loosely tied off-- I'd unravel, into a mess of colors and textures. My aquamarine would mix with my crimson. My neon with my nearly faded...

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• 7/30/08

  July 29, 2008

  a window opens up in a house across the street. the curtains wake up, pulling and twirling wildly from a relentless gust. i'm counting my footsteps in 8-counts--branded into the brain of this 'retired' ballerina--as i make my way up that asshole of a hill that never lets me reach the top without ...

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• 2/26/08

  February 25, 2008

  Even when the earth is down on one knee in front of me, proposing, with its diamond-studded blanket of snow glistening hynotically at my feet, I reject it still. Walking home from what I planned on being a half-assed workout, I indeed wound up 'working out' some of the surface stress th...

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• when you don’t wanna talk about it

  October 21, 2007

  above the tide lie the metal-grey skies over the scared little girl with the dark brown eyes laying on a blanket of dimly lit choices overwhelmed by their amplified voices - should i just ride this wave because some sing its glories or should i be patient and let it die out and wait for the&...

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• 8/1/07

  July 31, 2007

  I've been running around doing things that would have made my eighteen year old self drop her jaw to the floor in shock. And it's fucked up, but i've been loving every minute. i'm pulling up to this phase in my life where i honestly don't give a shit what people think. i don't know…

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• i just haven’t written in a while

  May 2, 2007

  I can hardly believe it sometimes. How quickly these difficult, amazing years run past us in a finger-smeared blur of colors and faces.But every once in a while, i think it's in my nature, to stop and smell the starbucks, the rain, his cologne, my best friend's vanilla air freshener, maybe a rose...

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• 4/1/07

  March 31, 2007

  this was the worst night of my life. i honestly don't know if i'll recover from this one. after it was already shaping up to be the worst night of my life, an independent piece of news (that could have made this the worst night of my life all by itself) laid itself at my…

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