May 2012
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I Just Can't
and so I said, “Go on girl, get out of that door”
when she turned her head and cried “Don’t you love me anymore?”
with teeth clenched tight I looked away as if to say, maybe forever, but I can’t today.
Ribbons of sadness flee from the hearth of her amber irises.
Mascara streams down her cheeks , which is foreign to me,
and unfortunately, I can feel myself...
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High in the air, raindrops descended into the light, curtained by the breeze...
– David Wroblewski,The Story of Egdar Sawtelle, pg. 234, lines 12-14
Anonymous asked: tie me up =]
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I'm not here
To ‘fuck shit up’ or ‘make life my bitch’ I don’t care if I’m the best of the best. I know that I never will be. I’m here for a good time. I’m here to be loud, smart, cunning, casual, loving, horny, determined, and reckless. I’m here to experience my favorite emotions as often and as vividly as I can.