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What We Don't Say Out Loud: My World In Youtube Videos
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What We Don't Say Out Loud. Tuesday, July 15, 2014. My World In Youtube Videos. I tried to write something that sums up everything, and just couldn't. Why I want to go into film:. I used to want to be a writer. And I quickly realized that no matter how hard I try, I would never be satisfied with anything I ever wrote. I'm always missing something. It never is as effective or provocative or interesting or beautiful or emotional as I want it to be. They are everything to me. Posted by Sariah May. Death Is ...
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My Summer Fling: Find it.
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Thursday, March 12, 2015. Whatever is brewing beneath your veins. The clock hands that make only you. The secret talent you have yet to tell your mother about. The shine in your eyes when you present your masterpiece. The music that shakes below your bloodstream- that gets your worn out legs out of bed in the morning. The ideas that keep your heart racing at night-. And you eyes gasping at night- and your soul grasping at night. They are your heartbeats put on display as passion. Or a ball or the strings.
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My Summer Fling: October 2014
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Friday, October 31, 2014. You're busy admiring the leaves today, forgetting they're not the only ones dropping in the cold. You didn't see the chapel scraping to fill halfway,. Or the heartbreak of people smiling through tears. There's something morbid about little girls in a graveyard. Something about pink sweaters against pale bodies and taking roses to take them. Not to put them on the casket. I've seen too many funerals in my 18 short years. The first time I met death was at 7 years old:. The lies we...
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My Summer Fling: May 2015
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Sunday, May 17, 2015. Pearly white gates of the airport, the last place I thought I'd be standing with you. He takes my clenched hands, unfolding them in his. Our eyes are sending signals and I knew I should have learned morse code before this moment. But it's too late. It's too late and he feels the weight of those words. He wraps his newly stiff arms around my back and begs my heart to lighten up if only for a moment. Take care of him". I try to whisper but only mouth, " he's one of the good ones.
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My Summer Fling: Pretty Lines
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I've always loved letting balloons go because I imagine someone catching it when it gets to heaven." - Kailee. It's 2:15 and I thought I was so happy to get out of this place. until the music stopped at 11 last night." "did i wake up too late? Everyone's awake right now trying to figure out if it's their fault. I can't imagine what parents must be thinking. What's in the water, what's in the library, what's in the hallways." - Harold Miner. But it's too humid for dry eyes." - Jackie O. And tell me. t...
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My Summer Fling: August 2014
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Thursday, August 14, 2014. It's been a year since we last talked but I spent the last week of my time with your little brother and instead of sleeping I looked at the stars, scared of how much I saw you. It was the past I locked up in dreams and regrets and the thread came undone with a tug at simple mannerisms and genetic phrases. But it was all wrong. And I missed every second of right. I thought I could tell you Happy Birthday. Because you never seemed to forget. But this isn't about the 16 year old w...
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My Summer Fling: July 2014
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Tuesday, July 29, 2014. I had an open house after graduation. I invited all my friends. They all went away this weekend. Oh my gosh we totally forgot to invite you, but you're probably working anyways, right? And I can honestly say it was the first time I didn't leak because I felt left out. I was slightly hurt, but mostly. You voted me Prom Queen, and President, and the most competitive senior superlative. I was a track team record holder and a cheerleader and I tried so hard. To be so nice. But I don't...
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Eleanor Douglas: 07/17/15
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By Natty Beth Taylor. Love Always, Natty. Friday, July 17, 2015. Sounds like you're listening. Girl: can you hear the tick-tock of my wristwatch darling? Girl: can you hear the thum-thum of my heartbeat darling? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Things I needed to say. Things you needed to hear. Thanks for Reading. View my complete profile. A poem you can understand. The Last Payphone in Manhattan. Rosyln luna grey ☾. I am the princess, and you are the pea. I Won't Let The Lines Die (A Blog Review In Poetry).
