February 2011
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“What is an “instant” death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one...”
– Pudge.
January 2011
(I think I made you up inside my head)
My boyfriend is only sweet sometimes.
Boyfriend: So, why were you freaking out?
Me: I DON'T KNOW. How many times must I explain that I never know?
Boyfriend: I'm just worried.
Me: Don't be. It's not a big deal. I'm handling it.
Boyfriend: Maybe I feel like I should help you deal.
Me: Don't feel like you have to.
Boyfriend: I know I don't have to. Maybe I want to.
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Then, for I don't know how long, I settled in to...
reincarnatedpolarbear:
And it spread.
And it spread into my home And it spread And it spread into my song
Listen
So why do I see a glorious fucking headfuck thing?
Four to eight inches nighttime accumulation...
We’re not going to have school.
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I can't imagine that we'll have school tomorrow.
I can’t see my neighbor’s house. It’s only across the street.
I really, desperately, do not want to drive in this tomorrow.
Day 28.
Something you miss.
I miss feeling better than just okay. I hate that my deepest emotions for the past year and a half have been either anger or some sort of mental anguish. I miss being really, truly, blissfully happy. I want to feel alive again. I got hurt and left and I’m still bruised from it all. I want to be able to swim through all the awful feelings and get out to the surface,...
I keep saying I'l study for finals. Then I keep...
Day 27.
A problem you have had.
I got 99 problems, and they all bitches.
No, I’m kidding. I have some pretty serious problems, I guess. My parents are relatively absent, though at least I know my dad cares. My mother and I barely have a relationship. I don’t know, it’s complicated and sad. I have problems with Boyfriend and friends and a few dozen problems in my head, like anxiety...
Fiiiiiiinally got my license.
I’m just going to drive all the time now. Woohoo!
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“There was a girl who could only live on lemonade. And her parents were really...”
– Effy Stonem.
Jealousy's an ugly thing.
I lied, you know. I am jealous of what everyone else has.
I’m sorry, but I want what they all have. There’s something there, you know. More than minute long conversations and jokes about aliens. There are sweet words and fireworks and something I’ve had before, but lost with you.
I want to see you, and say more than what I don’t really mean. I’m afraid to tell you...
I know the rules, but they do not know me.
