December 2011
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I’m wallowing in an unhappy mood. When I get like this, I push everyone away and then sit there feeling sorry that I am so lonely. I am an idiot. I hate feeling like this.
The Haircut
There were ribbons in her hair.
The colors slipped and twisted
Into tangles.
The ends had been fighting,
Caught in a tumult
Between silk and strand.
The war was getting old.
The soldiers were getting weary
Dragging their knives in patterns.
The walls would fall
Knot by knot would crumble.
It was only a matter of time
Hush
I will never let those words cross my lips.
They would be a sign of my strength.
And strength I do not have.
I am too weak to speak aloud.
I am too weak to stop the door
To catch it before it closes.
And so I will never speak.
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Christmas
My mom got me fuzzy socks, a slinky, silly putty, paint and a pillow pet. My sister got me a bubble wrap calendar. They understand me :D
Oh, and let me gush a moment about my perfect boyfriend. Who got me the moon, in necklace form. And surprised me but showing up. And who is just too amazing for words
Things I Think To Myself While Scrolling Through...
delulah:
you swear
you swear
you so so swear
oh you
you REALLY swear
Me: (Holding bubble wrap) OMG
Mom: Yes?
Me: (Start jumping on the bubble wrap and giggling)
Mom: Oh dear god, you are two
Me: LOVE ME
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