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April 13, 2014

She wants to watch Blue is the Warmest Color while drinking wine and becoming familiar with each...

She wants to watch Blue is the Warmest Color while drinking wine and becoming familiar with each other. She wants to plant a garden with me, pick flowers and make memories out of simplicity. This is new to me. This is something I’ve always longed for. Spring is here to wash away all of the pasts burns, and I am letting my skin heal itself from former lovers harsh treatments. I am accepting love, accepting moving on, and accepting the new.

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Published on April 13, 2014 11:57

I will never be lonely,
and I will never be lost,
as long as she loves me
in the way that she
has...

I will never be lonely,

and I will never be lost,

as long as she loves me

in the way that she

has promised to.

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Published on April 13, 2014 11:50

She says my name
like there is honey
on her tongue, and a
secret that she has
been trying to...

She says my name

like there is honey

on her tongue, and a

secret that she has

been trying to reveal

for years. When she says

my name, that’s

when I know I’m home.

That’s when I know

that I will always be

safe in her arms.

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Published on April 13, 2014 11:24

I gave you my heart,
and you wanted nothing
to do with it until
you felt threatened
that there...

I gave you my heart,

and you wanted nothing

to do with it until

you felt threatened

that there would be

someone else willing

to take it for themselves.

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Published on April 13, 2014 07:38

4/13/14

Today, my anger
is in-control of my hands.
It’s telling them to destroy.
It’s saying that...

4/13/14

Today, my anger

is in-control of my hands.

It’s telling them to destroy.

It’s saying that whatever

I touch should be harmed.

A man passed me

on the street today,

told me to smile

because I’m too pretty

to be so angry.

I told him to fuck off.

That my mouth does not

have to be pretty

just because my face is.

He gave me a sour look,

said fuck off right back.

I smiled then,

because that’s exactly

what he wanted.

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Published on April 13, 2014 07:37

I grew tired of
beating myself up
trying to get you
to love me.
When you were
finally in my...

I grew tired of

beating myself up

trying to get you

to love me.

When you were

finally in my presence,

all of the words

you swore you meant

became cold, and the

love that I thought

we had, had turned

as toxic as your

distant affections.

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Published on April 13, 2014 04:52

April 12, 2014

Your love is like a drug
and I would be lying
if I said that I didn’t
crave you at all...

Your love is like a drug

and I would be lying

if I said that I didn’t

crave you at all times.



Your affections are

as addicting as the syrup

of speed that carless junkies

inject into their body.



Your love is like a drug,

and I would be lying

if I said that I will never

relapse from it again.

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Published on April 12, 2014 20:07

"Keep your mouth closed, baby.
You don’t want to them to think
that you have something to..."

Keep your mouth closed, baby.

You don’t want to them to think

that you have something to say.

Pull down your skirt, and unbutton

the top of your blouse.

You don’t want men to think

that you are easy, and you don’t

want women to think that you

are not something worth fighting for.



Can’t you hear what they are

saying about you, baby?

Can you attempt to untwist

your tongue and make them see

that you are more than just

flesh hanging off of bones.

Don’t worry about them, baby.

Being inside of a body

that is both destructive

and harmonious is not

something to be ashamed of.



Look at your skin, baby.

Try to see what I can see.

Do your very best to become

intimate with the parts of yourself

that they always told you

to fix before you got to know.

Don’t listen to them, baby.

You are both the sun

and the moon, and without you

there would be no life.

Without you, there would be

no reason to keep going.



- "Don’t give up just yet, baby," - Colleen Brown
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Published on April 12, 2014 17:50

April 11, 2014

New playlist -
Finally in my arms.
Listen here.

Strawberries, by Ricky Eat Acid
Move On, by Garden...

New playlist -


Finally in my arms.


Listen here.


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Strawberries, by Ricky Eat Acid
Move On, by Garden City Movement
Ribs (Let’s Have A Sleepover Remix), by Lorde
Feeling Right, by Warpaint
The Party, by St. Vincent
Apocalypse Dreams, by Tame Impala
Góõan Daginn, by Sigur Rós
The Love Club, by Lorde
Your Head Is On Fire, by Broken Bells
Take Care, by Beach House
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Published on April 11, 2014 23:34

Do you wish to be with her?

Yes. Because she makes me feel as if I am actually being heard, cared for, and wanted. 

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Published on April 11, 2014 22:12

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