February 2012
216 posts
Feb 28th
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the greater the height, the harder the fall.
Feb 28th
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single white rose
it was cold. very cold. it must have been some time during winter. i was the first one awake, as usual- and the sun still wasn’t up. i knew better than to turn anything on, or make any noise. not after the night before. so i sat there with pepper, and we waited for morning. i heard the door creek open, before i saw his face. i was afraid to look at him. afraid i wouldn’t know what to...
Feb 28th
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“my boyfriend says he doesn’t want me to change anything about my middle. so i guess i’m only allowed to work out my legs and arms. he really doesn’t want my belly to be toned. because he likes it soft and kissable. so you know. i wanta keep him happy.” i smiled, and nodded as if i understood. my insides burned as her words played themselves over and over again in my...
Feb 27th
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tod:  We’re still friends, right?  copper: Tod, those days are over. I’m a hunting dog now.
Feb 27th
Feb 27th
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i get so caught up in how i feel about things, i sometimes forget to breathe. and i’m just standing there like an idiot. breath held in. a thousand thoughts racing through my head at once. not knowing what to say. how to react. i never know i never know. and then i breathe. and i think about how insignificant this problem probably is. and then all the tension in my chest, floats out of...
Feb 27th
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we all have exteremely attractive, and...
Feb 27th
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Feb 26th
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Feb 26th
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Feb 26th
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Feb 26th
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Some girls. Some boys.
wearemostaliveindreams: Some wake up. Side by side, bathed in the sweat of, a three month sweltering breath. Some feel dead. Like nothing done before then, means anything to nothing: eyelids, gluing open. Some rise and drink. Only to sink, fast like rocks into the toes of shoes, begging to be left behind. Some will be alive. With nothing, but lonely wind rippling through, hollow chest...
Feb 26th
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Feb 25th
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i wore a dress today
with out any panties on. and i felt very racy. very. very. racy. all day. my vagoogle feels very liberated.
Feb 25th
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we were freezing. and my finger tips were purple. the only thing that kept us warm was the cheap vodka, and the peach schnapps we had to “hey-mister” that night. i miss those nights. we lived off cup of noodles, cheap liquor, boxed wine, hot fries, and friendship. some might laugh at that last one. but it’s true. because i don’t think i would have been survived being...
Feb 25th
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Feb 25th
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can anyone suggest any good porn sites?
Feb 25th
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Watching Inglorious Basterds for the first time.
Feb 24th
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yes sir
I would like another pint.
Feb 24th
Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Mom: you put your blush on too high. Me: you say that all the time. Maybe when I blush, my cheeks get red at that point too. Maybe I’m trying to recreate that look. Mom: it doesn’t look good. Me: neither does your purple shirt. Mom: I’m serious Jessica. It looks very unnatural and gawdy. Me: yeah, well I didn’t have the luxury of having my mother around in my late...
Feb 23rd
the best part of today - the conversations i’m having currently. the worst part of today - being repeatedly asked, what it is i’m giving up for lent. oh! and when i explained to every one of those people, that i wasn’t catholic, i was ridiculed for it. i was harassed, and given so much guff, that i just started saying “i give up religion” when people kept asking...
Feb 23rd
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it's turning into a nice night.
interesting conversations, bff liking my animal posts, drinking lots of water, watching parks & rec. sophie is fighting with rory. she’s winning despite her size. rory is huge compared to her. and hump day is over.almost. i really need to stop drinking whiskey on weekdays.
Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 22nd
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i just want
hot, heavy, primitive sex.
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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that moment you realize
that someone you really enjoyed talking to, is totally ignoring you. and you’re like
Feb 22nd
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the thought of killing roger gonzalez
so the freak started calling me at all hours of the night. at this point, you’re probably wondering ‘what did she do to him, to warrant such behavior’, and if i were you i’d think the same thing. hell, i’d be sure that i had done something. but i didn’t. it just so happen, that this pathetic little excuse of a person, really does just cling like this. the...
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Satan rejected my soul He knows my kind He won’t be dragged down He’s seen my face around He knows heaven doesn’t seem To be my home So I must find Somewhere else to go So I must find Somewhere else to go So, take it - please It’s free You’ll never see You’ll never see All the fun in life it’s cost me.
Feb 22nd
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brianna part two. transition to roger'
She had a boyfriend. because the cute ones always do. and ofcourse it was cliche. it was some d-bag, who hardly gave her the time of day. who always seemed to have something he was more interested in. who made more time for everything but her. and she was dreadfully in love with him. even though the word love, had only ever escaped his lips once. they were each others firsts, and she was convinced...
Feb 21st
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anna fellows is thee best follower. the end.
Feb 21st
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Brianna's intro.
my first semester of college didn’t go as i had hoped it would. i didn’t get into any of the classes i wanted. the classes i did get into, were horrible and taught by professors who could hardly speak english. (that’s what you get, when you go to community college) i didn’t know anyone. making for very long lonely gaps in between classes. everyone there was very...
Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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Sometimes I can’t HELP IT. I just become so angry at everything, and everyone around me. I often just sit there and shake with rage. Wishing everything was fair. And everyone was decent. But then it wouldn’t be life. And I wouldn’t be me.
Feb 21st
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