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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: Really, Truly, Etc.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Monday, December 3, 2012. Really, Truly, Etc. I'm sorry I flipped you off when you weren't looking. Multiple times. I'm sorry your dad left. And when he came to town I asked you if it was for Thanksgiving. Business,"you said, "It's always business.". I'm sorry that I lie to you every time you go out of town. I'm not gonna stop, but I'm still sorry. I am so sorry. I'm sorry you had to get braces after the age of 15. Mostly I'm just sorry you never got a real Christmas tree.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: throw me away
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Saturday, November 10, 2012. I hate taking out the garbage. Because even though it's quick and easy it smells bad and it's a man's job. But I do it because I've pushed away every man that has loved me and every boy who has come close. I think I deserve to take out the trash. November 12, 2012 at 11:41 PM. November 13, 2012 at 7:50 AM. Have your brother do it. November 13, 2012 at 8:42 AM. I really like all the pictures on your blog. Sally J Skinny Love. Songs for the Silence.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: Pot holes.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Sunday, October 28, 2012. There's a hole in 5th Avenue where my body used to lie. Where for a second my eyes opened and I gasped, before falling deeply in love with the crust of the earth. Because the asphalt was all that kept me from melting. And all the little notes that say "you're beautiful" are flaking off the bathroom mirrors. And all your eyes just keep doing circles in their sockets. This is the story. William Lee Barefield III. October 29, 2012 at 1:27 PM. Or if we re...
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Thursday, December 27, 2012. Paris, you're breaking my heart. You got your pocketknife that you're father gave to you on your twelfth birthday and you stabbed it right here into my chest. I didn't scream because I wanted this. I wanted to feel something other than guilt, because I wasn't sure if I still knew how. But no one is going to love me with these scars. You've ruined me because all I want to do is let you catch me, and falling is dangerous. And our story ceased to exist.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: On the Count of 3
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Thursday, December 20, 2012. On the Count of 3. On the flight to Paris I read all the fashion magazines and practiced all the "common phrases" in my French-English dictionary. I stepped off the plane and got gum stuck on my shoe. Hi, nice to meet you. My name is Paris.". At first Paris flattered me. The way the lights hit my face made the French boys go crazy and the way my words left my fingers made love take a second look at what it means to be. So I melted into Paris. I'm s...
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: How to Shut a Door
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Sunday, November 18, 2012. How to Shut a Door. If you're looking for a guide on how to open doors turn around now. You won't find that here. That's for someone else's blog. Probably someone who smiles a lot and wears yellow on occasion. This blog is about shutting doors. I've become an expert, really. Step One is quite simple. You have to make contact with the door. This may even require getting out of bed in the morning. Maybe walking a few steps. November 18, 2012 at 11:03 PM.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: In case anyone still cares.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Tuesday, December 3, 2013. In case anyone still cares. This is Esther's blog, and I can't post here anymore. Because Dick is in Boston and we can only email once a week. I don't even know what happened to Charlotte. But if you care, I still exist. December 4, 2013 at 12:57 AM. I dont even know who you are, but I care. I read your blog all the time. You are incredible! And Im pretty sure Charlotte still writes, if were thinking of the same person. December 6, 2013 at 9:58 PM.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: How Things Used To Be
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Sunday, November 25, 2012. How Things Used To Be. Waiting in line for 1903. Crying because of 1903. November 25, 2012 at 7:06 PM. I love these photos. Theyre beautiful. November 26, 2012 at 8:32 AM. Im out of my league. November 26, 2012 at 8:41 AM. The kid in picture 3 is way hot. November 29, 2012 at 5:20 AM. His face is all weird and boxy. November 18, 2013 at 2:18 PM. Damn these are incredible. I am in love. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Songs for the Silence.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: You don't have to say anything.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Monday, December 3, 2012. You don't have to say anything. I'm going to bed now.". Wait, we just got talking". No I'm going to bed.". Could you hear me crying in the next room? I shoved my face in a pillow and let it soak in. Because I don't want to have to lie to you. I shoved my face in a pillow to prove that I could be alone and I didn't need you to comfort me. I didn't want you. There are certain things teenage girls should never know about their fathers. Sally J Skinny Love.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic: Up, Down, Gone.
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Secrets of a Schizophrenic. Sunday, November 18, 2012. Up, Down, Gone. No one ever taught her how to tell time. Or what how to read. Her lefts and rights and norths and souths. And all the one way signs are facing each other. I'm just looking for which way is up," she says. But everyone keeps avoiding eye contact when they walk down the halls. No one will tell her if she's standing on the grass or hanging from the sky. The world was never meant to be so cruel. Excuse me but can you point up? I wish I had...
