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• Discovered In A Journal.

  January 10, 2009

  What happens when you're all wrapped up and the need to break free is a desire so strong it burns your heart black? A mother left behind a husband and 2 children and a household of memories. It's so nice outside I want to run into the big blue sky and mash my face into…

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• Drunken thoughts (Words.)

  June 24, 2008

  I was driving home drunk (no surprise there) stumbling but something struck me tonight: a big half of a bright red moon. What makes a moon so rusty orange? What will ever be so rich & colorful in my life, important as what I saw tonight? So PROMINENT. Intense, glowing, formidable, daring me t...

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• Segura?

  February 3, 2007

  I was waiting at a red light singing loudly with Coldplay turning up my heat, when I looked to my right. I saw a man. And the man was waiting for the bus and the bus wasn't there yet and so he had to wait in the cold. From where I sat in my car,…

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• With Nothing.

  January 28, 2007

  He looked like he had come to enjoy just a small pleasure, the only true treasure of his day. He could have ordered anything: a delectable fruity scone, a rich chocolate muffin, a sweet toffee cookie. Instead, he chose a plain bagel, toasted, with nothing. He took a spot in the corner, grabbed a ...

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• Lifetime Movie, 8:00pm Central.

  January 28, 2007

  Where is my life going? That's a good question. I feel like a rug has been pulled out from under me, and like a baby I am stunned, and I cry more from the stupefied shock - not because I'm actually hurt. Or maybe I am? Hurt, that is. That's a good question. I feel…

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• The Present.

  January 14, 2007

  At 17, I have surprised myself - I have abandoned my naive outlook on life. Take me back two years and I would have never believed that at the end of one day I could say, "Dear Diary: Today I got drunk, had sex, smoked weed, and drove home. Yours Truly, Margaret." What has changed…

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• I am

  January 14, 2007

  I am a dancer; Yo soy una bailarina. Je suis une danseuse. I am a dreamer; Yo soy una soñadora. Je suis une songeure. I am an artist. I am a wisher; Yo soy una deseadora. Je suis une espèrante. I am a thinker; Yo soy una pensadora. Je suis une pensiste. I am a…

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• 26 Letters + 1 heart =

  January 14, 2007

  I did not realize that the last time I wrote would be the last time for two years. I feel weak and empty - I walked, jogged, ran for years; I tripped and fell; I became aparaplegic (metaphorically speaking). I want to get back up and walk again. I need to get back up and…

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• future.

  December 1, 2006

  Here I sit, my back to the white-washed wall at the back of my dance studio, barely even 10:00am and already an hour of dance squeezed out of my body (bones). I'm seeking winter solace in a double tall skim no-whip peppermint mocha, beautifully warm in its post-consumber recycled red festive cup....

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