April 2012
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chapter 1: (cont.)
That night, I dreamed my whole life over again from childhood into adolescence and adulthood and passed the present as an old woman. I rummaged in my bag for my dream diary and recorded as much as I could remember. Dreams, my dreams, and these lingering images fluttering just below my eyelids are prophetic and deeply intense. When I was young and free of responsibilities, I tried to sleep as much...
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"checking out more than just food at the grocery...
best missed connections title
fuck finals week. and having to move out during...
so stressed.
Cum means little death in French
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rin →
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Gym ---> first day of work at the bar.
Fantastic day.
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For poetry class--
we had to write about someone else’s special object. I got a purity necklace (of course I of all people would). This is my attempt:
True love waits
When he asks what purity means, I stop in my tracks.
There’s a ring for this value that my soul seems to lack—
True love waits, says the words scripted on it’s path,
But if I wait too long then there’s no turning...
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happy easter!
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Slumber party slaughter pretty much made my life.
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Chapter 1:
Chapter 1
T once told me that the best place to go when at a loss in life is the airport. So, on the day I graduated, I rode the subway to the terminal and stood a while in traffic in a long line of pissed-off cars and stared at the gates. Those weren’t people in the cars, just steering wheels and pedals, and people come out of them, lives packed away in boxes on wheels, and you could tell...
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According to astronomy, when you wish upon a star,...
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