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A Jul 2014
growing up my parents warned me about drugs.
My health teachers warned me about how
Addictive
they could be

But what everyone failed to mention that some
Might come
With dark brown hair and hazel eyes
And be even more addictive than
You
Ever
Could
Imagine
A Jul 2016
When did I become such a bitter  women?
I don't remember the last time I went out for pleasure
I don't remember the last time i hung out with a friend
what friends?
I don't remember the last time I was happy

Talk shows on the radio used to give me headaches but now that's all I listen too
I don't know if  I'm just to lazy to change it
I don't know if I'm just too lazy to care
I don't know if I  just actually enjoy them
First post in about a year.
A Jan 2017
You consumed my thoughts, my words, my taste buds my goodness I even forgot how I smelled in my own skin without you next to me

I couldn't  fathom a life without you and your charming wit I couldn't handle the idea of waking up and you not touching me or not being next to me

Your words went through my ears so clearly I bet if I really tried I could remember everything you ever said to me

I remember when I fell off the roof of that cabin in my grandparents backyard when I was 8 and broke my wrist and my nose, i cried so hard that day. Maybe I was being dramatic, maybe I am being dramatic, the day you left me felt like a million broken wrists and a million broken noses I wouldn't wish it in my worst enemy
Look I know my life's not over but can't I feel sad for a a few weeks.... or years
X
A Jul 2016
X
I spend so much of my time writing about you in detail but I'm willing to bet that you don't even remember what color my eyes are or what holiday is my favorite.
you
A Jul 2014
you
i found the type of person that makes me feel different
its so genuinely real
yet so unbelievable at the same time
like im jumping off of a high building
while im still here
just laying in the grass
tangled up in you
melting into the ground beneath us
A Feb 2018
You love like my cell phone camera trying to focus. I want it to focus on a certain apple in the tree but the camera always wants to focus on the Apple next to it. Annoying, it is. I’m not sad that my camera is focusing on the Apple next to the other Apple because this Apple is actually in better shape than the others. This Apple is perfectly colored red with a small, pale yellow patch on the side.
A Jul 2017
I looked into your eyes when you laughed at the joke I made the other day about something that I don't even remember  and it reminded me of when I was 3 or 4 and I knew my dad was on his way home from work so I would always wait in the living room so impatient and excited and as soon as I heard that door open I would get so happy and my eyes would light up and sparkle and I would wrap my whole body around his one leg as he struggled to carry me through the living room like that. I wish I could find something to give me that sparkle again.
A Jul 2016
You used to tell me about your day and stories from your past, I think the farthest back you ever got was telling me the memories you have of the summer you spent at your grandparents lake house

You were six when you fell off the deck and hit your head on a rock and that's why you have that scar shaped like Florida behind your left ear

I remember when your grandpa died, the dream you had almost every night afterwards was too much for you so you tried to stay awake as long as you can

I hope you and her never spend almost 40 hours chain smoking on your trampoline like we did when I told you my biggest secrets and you told me yours
Yum
A Sep 2017
Yum
You are rough around the edges but you are so soft and sweet on the inside
You are like my favorite kind of brownie

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