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kathryn-elisabeth
kathryn-elisabeth
American
I should have known that you weren't over her. I should have known that it was over before it even began.
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 2:33 AM UTC
you were never mine
Spitting out violently her words {like chains} Surrounded me. Strangled me. asphyxiation to the point of death Swimming around me my life {almost gone} Winking at me and laughing were the stars. They considered it an inside joke. Pouring out {sorrowfully and suddenly} her tears tried to hug me. Every single inch she tries to make toward me puts another ******* mile between us. {why try anymore?} The stars have disappeared and left me {like everyone else} "This is what you wanted." {"you deserve this"} I'm starting to believe them. I cannot remember what the stars look like {anymore}
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Jul 8, 2012
Jul 8, 2012 at 2:18 PM UTC
the last time you loved me was when i was in third grade
They sit there And stare. They think they know me They don't. They ask, "why?" Hell if I know. And they will never know why. That's the beginning of my story. It ends the same way. But before the beginning, I had hopes, dreams. Just like every other girl. "Don't be silly, little girl. You'll soon grow up and realize that the world is one ****** up. place." Not as ****** up as myself, though.
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May 15, 2012
May 15, 2012 at 10:12 PM UTC
is this what it feels like to really cry
Jumbled around and swirling As if the memories are the just-flushed toilet with the water racing to get out. It was the little things. That pieced it all together And finally the pieces fit right, as if your friendship was a puzzle. You had finally found that one person who got you. The one person who laughed with you for 20 minutes over absolutely nothing. The person who trudged around town with you Your flip-flops slapping against the pavement. The person who went same movie twice in a day Just so you both got to make out with your boyfriends. The one person who you had a couples name with And an anniversary with, too. But eventually, You will realize that the perfect fitting pieces were Jammed together to make the puzzle fit And the puzzle picture that you once thought was beautiful Makes no picture at all.
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Apr 30, 2012
Apr 30, 2012 at 11:53 PM UTC
purple rain