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Music - Hannah Elieson
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Harveston Lake/ Johnny Rain. Wednesday Night Interlude/ Drake. When the Stars Go Blue/ Ryan Adams. At Home/ Crystal Fighters. Sea of Love/ Cat Power. Fool for Love/ Lord Huron. As We Ran/ The National Parks. Move Together/ James Bay. Dreamy Eyes/ Azure Blue. First/ Cold War Kids. A sunday playlist - Twiggy. Songs that had some sort of impact on my life - James C. Mckay. Songs that feel like home - Cornelia Boom. I am not scared of the police. I am the princess, and you are the pea. They say our character...
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Jordana Bevan: December 2014
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Friday, December 26, 2014. Daylight- Matt and Kim. Sunday, December 21, 2014. I'm no Cobain,. Or even a Bevan. I'm not sure what a Bevan even is. All I know is that it is a name that belongs to a dora-esque girl on my favorite movie. Which I've only watched all the way through because it's two and a half hours long. I'm just a girl who wants to start a riot. A girl who doesn't quite see the point of the internet. A girl who wants to see her brother get to have what she has. A girl who hates her real name.
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Jordana Bevan: The Road Less Traveled
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Sunday, December 7, 2014. The Road Less Traveled. This isn't my newspaper blackout. But I liked it better. Essentially these things are created by thievery so why not make it two-tiered? I took the road less traveled recently. And when I say that I don't mean it in a figurative, metaphorical sense. I mean that I was trying to find a campsite up AF canyon that once was a setting of many awkward kissing stories and where I sneaked-out for the first time to go camping with BOYS but I took a wrong turn.
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Jordana Bevan: September 2014
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Sunday, September 28, 2014. Building Your Heavy Ego. There you are,. Sitting on your tower,. Continually laying bricks,. Content with your skewed self-image. The rest of us are here,. On the ground,. We are content with our lives,. You build your wall up. So you can feel above everyone else. What you don't realize is that,. Something so literal does not translate to be so figuritive. While you are building your wall,. You sink into a fog of uncertainty. The worst part is that,. To be sought,. To be loved,.
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Jordana Bevan: Your Relativity
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Thursday, November 13, 2014. Time is relative to the motion of the observer. But my brain is too small to understand that. What I can understand is that when you're near a black hole, time moves more slowly. That's why when I'm with you,. Time never seems to pass. November 14, 2014 at 8:51 AM. I cant decide if this is sweet or sad. If this person is a black hole.that cant be a good thing, right? But were drawn to these things arent we? November 25, 2014 at 3:23 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments ( Atom ).
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Cass McKeon: 8 feet under
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Thursday, March 12, 2015. I turn my music too loud,. In hopes that it could drown out these thoughts. But only making me realize that I am the only thing that's drowning. I am already drowning. But I'm not blaming you. Because the 3 foot deep shallow end never appealed to me,. And the 5 foot mark on warm cement never cut it either,. It wasn't until that 8 foot mark that I felt at home. Maybe it's because it's easier to feel so deeply,. Treading water, and holding your breath for as long as you can. Every...
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Cass McKeon: January 2015
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Saturday, January 31, 2015. They warned me about boys like you,. The ones that skip class too often,. And wear their hair a little higher than their GPA. They told me to stay away. But what's the fun in doing what you're told? Moody and cynical never looked so good,. And getting your attention never felt so rewarding. I keep hitting the keys. T, t t t t t.Try to forget those feelings. C, c c c c c.See that he's not even worth your time. When you pulled this shit the first time. PS I'd like my things back.
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Cass McKeon: 92 days
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Thursday, February 26, 2015. He had 92 days left. 92 6:30 AM alarms to set. 92 walks down the 100 hall. I haven't cried yet. Probably because grey has always been one of my favorite colors. And I prefer the overcast days. But for him, grey was more than a neutral shade on the color wheel. He was only a senior in high school. We're all just seniors in high school. And you keep asking us what we can do to change this. What we can do to prevent this. And that didn't seem like any sign of depression. High sc...
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how could I forget - Hannah Elieson
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How could I forget. I remember when times were simpler. When the hardest part of the day was tying your shoes. I remember making bread for the first time in kindergarten and it tasting so good. I remember you and your contagious laugh. And how we thought riding in the wagon down our street was a good idea. You couldn't steer so we tried leaning,. But we both came home with a little bit of gravel in our legs. Really it was alright because nothing mattered to us at that age. I remember crepes at 3 am.
