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new year's wishes for myselfMy darling, / For 2016: / 1.) I hope you know you have nothing to prove.
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an ode to your first loveIf you remember how it felt / to dream of her at night, then you remember me - / The love you lost and couldn't keep.
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ways i lie to myselfby pretending I am more than I let on, / to like myself more, / to be able to forgive my weaknesses;
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new year's wishes for everyone**This year:** / *(for those with brave hearts)* / I hope you find the strength to make your choices and fight for the life that you want.
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horoscope (#1): piscespisces: / stop claiming you are weak. it doesn't come down to strength, / it comes down to self-discipline.it comes down to
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On Prom and Fairytale Dreams09.01.13 / I know the likelihood of me getting asked to prom measures up to the likelihood of anyone actually using the white crayon in the Crayola box. I am going to be the girl that’s not even on any guy’s Plan B. / And that would be totally cool except I’m sad.
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"i died a long time ago"**I** / And I don't know what they mean, / by not falling at your feet,
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eighteen days until i turn eighteenYou're turning eighteen. / I know you think it's a big deal, and well, yes, you should celebrate it. But for the most part, things are still the same and change is yet to come. You will wake up still with acne scars. You will wake up still with painful memories carved into your thighs. You will remember that once it wasn't like this and you will have the vague sense that even what you have now will soon no longer be. / Rejoice in the fleeting nature of this moment, with its infinitesimal relevance and infinite beauty. You live here in this ever-changing space; nothing stays the same and you let yourself be carried from day to day. You drift. You watch the landscape of your heart slowly change. Sometimes the sun is creeping over the horizon and the sky is painted in your favorite colors. Sometimes you watch the sky shed tears and apologize for its mistakes. Sometimes you feel filled up with it.
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litany of a stressed schoolgirli regret being alive / at seven every morning / on the dot, without a doubt,
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mathematicsmy math teacher has flared nostrils as extended proof / that he inhales nonsense and exhales logic / in matters of seconds
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