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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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Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl: To Do
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Monday, December 23, 2013. Hating yourself isn't poetry, you know. But it's a lot easier to hate than love and it's a lot easier to be crazy than sane or maybe it's easier to be sane than crazy, I dunno. Girls, stop highlighting your hair the color of suicide,. And boys, stop falling asleep to netflix. It's bad for your eyes. Everyone, stop wearing so much death. Colors are cool. Dye your hair blue and get some new piercings. (maybe don't do the last one, I did that and my mom was angry.). And thank you ...
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Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl: February 2015
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Tuesday, February 10, 2015. A post for Pretty Girls. Lungs tight, ears ringing, throat burning, I'm drowning. Drowning from the tears of the one who despises me the most. Drowning because I did it, I finally did it. I told her something I've been choking back since the 10th grade, something I've only ever told 2 people. I cried and cried and cried and expected her to do the same. But she wasn't surprised, not one bit. She wasn't shocked or concerned or confused. She told me I was pretty. Girl is a greaser.
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Audrey Hepburn: January 2014
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The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours- it is an amazing journey- and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. Friday, January 10, 2014. This is to a boy who got into my head with all the pretty things he said. To the same boy who got inside my heart leaving slashes and then forgot to stitch it back. My heart feels heavy. I will miss yo...
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What Happened When Our Lips Locked: July 2015
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What Happened When Our Lips Locked. All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that's the tragedy of living." -pleasefindthis. Saturday, July 11, 2015. My street has milk cartons for houses,. Paper-thin walls decomposing with every spoonful of sugar. Last night i heard her bed frame beat against the wall like fists. I notice all of my metaphors have violent undertones and i don't know what that says about me or the influence of the media. But i think about him sometimes.
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Priscilla Belle: My, (or so I thought)
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Monday, May 19, 2014. My, (or so I thought). This one goes out to the sophomores. The cheerleaders especially. This one goes out to the girls who already weigh less than average and don't understand that. For the girls who were told to lose weight, to work out, to stop eating. For the broken smiles and acid washed teeth I. See myself in every day. Your dreams are not worth trading for a pair of size 00's. Trust me. You're going to need more than a sugar IV and half a cliff bar to get there. This one goes...
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What Happened When Our Lips Locked: October 2014
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What Happened When Our Lips Locked. All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that's the tragedy of living." -pleasefindthis. Friday, October 31, 2014. I’m not who you think I am. I’m not fists and I’m not hands. I’m not broken houses. Or empty medicine cabinets. Or crumbling hip bones. I’m not cracked sidewalks or exposed tree roots. I’m not the vacant apartment. Not torn wallpaper or property damage. I’m not a police report. Man, I was loved. I am not a cigarette butt.
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Audrey Hepburn: Goodbye Paris
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The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours- it is an amazing journey- and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. Thursday, January 9, 2014. The school brought me very little comfort. I felt like an outsider. But Paris… Paris was a place of get away. I admit Paris felt like heaven. Or at least how I imagine it would be. Say It In Music.
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Audrey Hepburn: How to survive No shave November?
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The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours- it is an amazing journey- and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. Tuesday, November 26, 2013. How to survive No shave November? Ow to survive No shave. Or what you might call it "Noshamber". Don't lie girls you always wondered that. Admit it its not that fun kissing a guy with his hairy face.
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Audrey Hepburn: November 2013
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The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours- it is an amazing journey- and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. Tuesday, November 26, 2013. The start of my poetry. They say our love will never last forever. They think there is no commitment. They swear our love will not reach a happy end. I say the hell with those who think they know us!
