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The. Worst. Day. . . Ever.I / Originations of consciousness whir into a moan of torment. / A sudden bombshell of consternation;
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Sep 27, 2012
A Bit Emo, But I Don't Care, I'm Feeling DepressedThe bruise on my ankle, / from three days ago, / unloading my trunk,
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May 10, 2012
First DateCandles flicker, / dark room thicker, / breath bubbles
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May 7, 2012
PMS-ingHis lips move, stumbles over words. / Long pause / Professor seems concerned
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Apr 25, 2012
Insomnia rouletteCan't sleep again. / Guilt in my head, / spinning, leaping,
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Apr 15, 2012
The InvasionTake a few deep breaths, then tell me what you felt. / It was a few short weeks before the invasion. / At least one had to concede the possibility of such a thing.
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Mar 20, 2012
SixteenSelf-destructive broken infatuation. / Seeking redemption in every reflection, / Something worth clutching
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Mar 13, 2012
If Ever I said ItI’m a pagan, said quietly / She gives me a look, no, you're not. / I smile and nod, yes I am.
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Mar 5, 2012
My Favorite PlaceSoft curves, shadow lingers, / just below the broad expanse, / of masculine shoulders.
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Feb 28, 2012
Fuckin' HamburglarI’ll be there with two or three people. / I need one of those. / I’m gonna go show it who's boss.
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Feb 28, 2012
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