Losing youI’ve been hungry
But not for awhile
I guess most of my dreams have come true
With it all here around me
No peace do I find
‘Cause I’ll never get over losing you
No, I’ll never get over losing you
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On Life and MilkshakesIn the picture I am smiling in my Pocahontas nightgown, smiling this huge, exuberant smile while my glasses slip halfway down my nose and tumble into the pile of stuffed animals on my lap.On Life and Milkshakes
In the picture I'm young, so young the world hasn't quite formed yet and life is nothing but cookies and chamomile tea at Grandma's. The most exciting thing is the new Labrador puppy, soft and pudgy and golden just like me. My toes are curled inward, I have chocolate on my cheek, and Mom has put my hair into a high ponytail so it flounces over in a feathery blond poof.
In the picture my three and a half year old
by =Couramours
This Side of SolitudeI find it funny that I can write only after going nine hours without food. I find it amusing that I wander into my room as if it's foreign, as if I'm a ghost and this whole house has morphed and changed, the walls painted a deadened sand color, the pictures vague and clouded with the dust of ages...well, not ages, exactly, it's more like months, but you get the idea.This Side of Solitude
I find it hilarious that I'm lonely, meaning in this case I am actually, physically, alone. Tomorrow my dear little sister will watch boats spiral out of control and have wind snarl her hair into a matted nest of auburn but I, I will wake up to this very laptop and l
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IndifferentAnd I think what's killing me most is that two days ago we took pictures and I still showed my teeth when I smiled, because that's the way you always liked it. What hurts is that I still have one of your sweatshirts, the one you were wearing when we kissed, when we fought, when we scrambled for our clothes and dashed out the door.Indifferent
And what tears me apart is the fact that this year swallowed me up in a fit of momentum and I did nothing but go go go and you were there there there, holding me, consuming me, making my life a whirlwind of love and loss, and all the while adding something inevitably precious to my every breath, my very
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It doesn't pay to be too loyal to one's heart... ~ Xemnas
A true master paralyzes his opponent, leaving them vulnerable to attack ~ Mr. Hahn
Well, I still love you... Shouldn't that count for something? ~ Couramours
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This is where I have always been coming to. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point to which everything ran, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, and those other times are running elsewhere.
Lets leave my drama alone for now... How youve been?
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It doesn't pay to be too loyal to one's heart... ~ Xemnas
A true master paralyzes his opponent, leaving them vulnerable to attack ~ Mr. Hahn
Well, I still love you... Shouldn't that count for something? ~ Couramours
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I just taught a small child that it's ok to hit my friend with a severed arm. I'd be a great teacher!
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This is where I have always been coming to. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point to which everything ran, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, and those other times are running elsewhere.
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I just taught a small child that it's ok to hit my friend with a severed arm. I'd be a great teacher!
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This is where I have always been coming to. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point to which everything ran, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, and those other times are running elsewhere.
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I just taught a small child that it's ok to hit my friend with a severed arm. I'd be a great teacher!
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