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phoebe-mae
phoebe-mae
Sometimes I write. I don't usually like it but that's what I do.
me, opening a brown drawstring bag and emptying what looks like my mail onto the table you sit and quietly examine the addresses, the contents the stamps as for sounds, the quiet rustle of paper then of course you put your reading glasses on they're a soft brown never intimidating, unlike you you are an experience you take a look at the contents of my head right now
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 9:25 PM UTC
blackberry cordial
what goes around comes around and what comes up must come down sorry in advance
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 9:15 PM UTC
karma and gravity
there was this girl i used to know she was like this skateboard girl tangly hair girl homemade pretzel girl fire escape girl cigarette girl different when it was just us girl tough girl tomboy girl save the animals girl god knows where she is now girl mazel tov, ******* girl god, i was so hooked on you girl
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
Untitled
The dinosaurs are dead. Really dead. Someday you will be too.
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
On Oblivion
if the words you use are big enough someone is bound to believe you
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
On Politics
today has been a stormy day except the sky is clear it's my moral compass that's stormy i feel twisted i feel like one of those knot bracelets we used to wear when summers were salt and wind and blackbeard and houses with names except not as nostalgic i feel tired, mostly exhausted the kind where you wonder how in the hell you're going to do it all again tomorrow
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
today
there's nothing worse for a habitual liar than being accused for a lie you didn't tell
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
peter and the wolf
When we talk We reckless teenagers We rebels without causes We James Deans of the world We talk about wanted tattoos "A 3 on my back" "Wings" "On my lip" And piercings "My nose" "My belly button" And alcohol "Icelandic chocolate" ***** "Whiskey" Because we want to do the things We can't We're on the edge The brink Does that make us reckless? Greedy? Something to be laughed at? It makes us human. We're greedy. We want to be different So we sit in circles And curse and drink And play stupid games Like truth or dare Because we're reckless And we talk about *** Talk back to our parents Because we worship sarcasm And complain about how poor we are. What else can you expect From artsy Reckless Hipster New York kids?
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC
Hippie Circles
she was looking for something to fill a ten minute hole he was thinking about ***
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 12:33 PM UTC
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