August 2012
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I want to be a doctor.
Mr. Hide, Mr. Can’t Find Me, Mr. Secret is revealed through a process of fermentation and relaxation stored in fine oak barrels and aged till he’s ready to fulfill his doctor’s orders and run amongst the youth. As each piece of strapped wood is loosed after the barrel has long since outlived its life so the monster is unraveled from the human being that allows it out. One glass is separating the...
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Thoughts
Writing is a strenuous task with numerous implications. Rarely is it that I will write and feel that my heart has truly been bared. More often I feel that my beating organ has been cleaned, but that the small rust colored streaks from my thoughts still remain. Every single person I know has a set of streaks dedicated to their name, with a rectangular piece of paper that describes their name and...
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Books
I flipped a page and wandered into an alternative world.
Each letter justified my unease, every vowel concreted my fear.
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I am waiting on a telegram to give me news of the fall. The words tumbling onto the paper, separated by the “STOP”s that follow every sequence of blatantly poor semantics.
I will take to the streets in open rejoice at the conclusion of this awful story and its horrid...
Here.
Here I’m happy with who I am. Who I Am to become and who I was.
Here I have far more than a perfect life and it’s nothing a few small bumps in the road will take away.
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lookingdownandtotheleft:
hanthelion:
Omg “I’m falling trust me”
I should not be laughing this hard.
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