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My Life: September 2010
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The story of my messed up life. Tuesday, September 28, 2010. No one can know how weak you've become. So you laugh. You make jokes, just like always. No one can know that you're falling apart. You flirt. Meaning stripped away from your words. Because suddenly, no one seems fit to fill the void. Though, when he was there, everyone seemed better than him. What can you do now? Wait until someone comes for you or hope that he will fix it? Rants and Raves of. Saturday, September 11, 2010. Rants and Raves of.
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My Life: Inside your head
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The story of my messed up life. Tuesday, September 28, 2010. No one can know how weak you've become. So you laugh. You make jokes, just like always. No one can know that you're falling apart. You flirt. Meaning stripped away from your words. Because suddenly, no one seems fit to fill the void. Though, when he was there, everyone seemed better than him. What can you do now? Wait until someone comes for you or hope that he will fix it? Rants and Raves of. More than just a good piece of writing. :).
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My Life: November 2010
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The story of my messed up life. Sunday, November 14, 2010. Ass grabbery seems to be a man's favourite pastime when he finds himself in a crowd. I don't know why you people do it, because it gives us no pleasure whatsoever. I don't know why it gives you any satisfaction. You don't see women grabbing mens' bodies, do you? Rants and Raves of. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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My Life: October 2009
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The story of my messed up life. Friday, October 09, 2009. Home It fixes everything. If there's one place I know coming back to would make things alright, it's home. I'm free today. Free, in every sense of the word. Singing hallelujiah. let's make this last forever". Rants and Raves of. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Home It fixes everything.
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My Life: October 2010
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The story of my messed up life. Wednesday, October 27, 2010. It's hard, the business of love. I feel like I may be setting myself up for another bout of depression. You don't hear me. I want to be heard, but I can't seem to figure out how. You don't see me. You can't look at me for long enough to notice me. You don't meet my eyes. I fear meeting yours, so I let it go. When you pick someone else, it rips me apart. I would pick only you. When you flinch at my touch, I am rejected. Won't you choose me?
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My Life: Raindrops are falling on my head
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The story of my messed up life. Saturday, September 11, 2010. Raindrops are falling on my head. Rants and Raves of. Distract yourself. Distract yourself. Time really does heal. I hope. I so wanna feel the rain after reading this! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Raindrops are falling on my head.
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My Life: The Child
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The story of my messed up life. Thursday, April 29, 2010. I sit down to write. Words have coagulated inside me like a blood clot. They do not flow as freely anymore. But now, if not out of passion, out of sheer boredom, I write. When do we stop being a child and become a man, a woman? When is our coming of age? Is there one at all? I don’t think there is. Here I am, 19 years old, going on 20. Does the big two-oh make me a woman? Or was I one at 18? Rants and Raves of. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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My Life: November 2009
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The story of my messed up life. Tuesday, November 03, 2009. A night in Delhi. Rants and Raves of. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. A night in Delhi.
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Poetic Experimentation: Small Poems
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These are some of my poems, that I thought deserve to be posted. View my complete profile. Sunday, January 10, 2010. Tiny things, little tiny poems that happen when I can't sleep. Like a baby in a china shop. You toddled over to me. I knew, at that moment. You were going to stay awhile. Suddenly, without warning. Without wanting it to. Love flooded me, beautifully. Brown, orange, maybe even red. Naughty, unruly, soft. They flirt with my memories of you. Language, hometown, habits, tastes. Subscribe to: P...
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Poetic Experimentation: November 2010
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These are some of my poems, that I thought deserve to be posted. View my complete profile. Thursday, November 18, 2010. The first time we spoke. Over a song. Over a joke. The very first spark. In a bus. In the dark. But you didn't notice. Our first week across states. Couldn't stand it. Couldn't wait. To see you again. Changing course. Confusion. Heaven in your arms. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). When language like bubbling streams flow. When words are laid down to fit like lovers' hands. Then, it is poetry.
