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justine | Words are Yummy
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On: Sat, 08/23/14. My nephew just learned the power of saying. When I try to take his favorite pillow ”. No, no, no! 8221; When I try to get him off the stairs ”. No, no, no! 8221; When I try to keep him still so we can change his nappies ”. No, no, no! I think. But I know that someday, the world will take the tenacity of his. Try as I may, I can never fully shield him when he finally discovers that. On: Tue, 08/19/14. Thank God you did. On: Sun, 04/20/14. On: Tue, 07/10/12. I hate the rain. When we̵...
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Gratus | Words are Yummy
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On: Tue, 08/19/14. I don’t know how not to love you. Not since you caught me in your spider web, mastered the art of me, put me by your side and allowed no one else to hurt me but myself. Thank God you did. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out.
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Hope | Words are Yummy
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For A “Friend”. On: Fri, 05/4/12. I created a neat little area on cyberspace. Therein lies everything: wishes, dreams, annoying secrets. There, I have everything. Except hope. And a fuckingly awesome book. Not really. Now, is it? Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email. Joy To The World.
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I Grew Up | Words are Yummy
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On: Thu, 05/3/12. I was once a kid. I used to ride my bicycle around three street blocks. Always just three. I’d go for four or five if I wanted to feel adventurous. Or if I were being chased by a dog. I used to come home from school feeling all giddy ’cause me and my friends promised to play marbles. I never really played against anyone. It was always the boys who competed. The girls were there to cheer for whoever they like. Then, I grew up. I’m supposed to. Then, we just had to grow up. Address never ...
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No | Words are Yummy
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On: Sat, 08/23/14. My nephew just learned the power of saying. When I try to take his favorite pillow ”. No, no, no! 8221; When I try to get him off the stairs ”. No, no, no! 8221; When I try to keep him still so we can change his nappies ”. No, no, no! I think. But I know that someday, the world will take the tenacity of his. Try as I may, I can never fully shield him when he finally discovers that. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Breathing for W...
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Words are Yummy | a different plate of omnomnom | Page 2
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On: Wed, 01/11/12. You know it’s there. You can see it, but could you really? How could one see the existence of nothing? The absence of an alphanumeric character? I never really questioned spaces ’til I was told to delete a space ’cause apparently there were two. Two spaces. Two absences. Two “nothings.”. I obeyed. I saw nothing, I deleted nothing. The world is absurd. I Don’t Understand. On: Thu, 12/1/11. Why women continue to try putting makeup on during a bumpy car ride. Why we love celebrity gossips.
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How Dare They | Words are Yummy
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For A “Friend”. On: Tue, 07/10/12. I hate the rain. I hate the clouds. I hate myself for believing that the drops of rain are actually their tears. That for whatever stupid reason, the clouds are crying. How can they cry on us when most of us have to fight off tears? When we’re trying to hold it in for someone else’s sake, or maybe for our own? The clouds are crying and I’ve no choice but to walk amongst their tears. The clouds are selfish. And I’m f*cking pathetic. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window).
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042014 | Words are Yummy
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On: Sun, 04/20/14. Tonight I whisper prayers for brains that question and hearts that break. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out.
