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 Jul 2013 Cassie
Miranda Renea
Him:* I think it goes without saying that you and I are pretty much already set on being friends with benefits, and I want you to know that I'm not going to fall in love with you, and not looking for a relationship at this point in my life. And there are other people that I will be seeing.

I don't know what love is, but I know these past few days I haven't been able to keep my mind off of you.

Him: And if that's anything you're not comfortable with, or your expectations are any different, then it shouldn't happen.

But I want it to.

Him: But the last thing I want is anyone being hurt, and I feel like the best way to avoid that is making sure we don't have different expectations.

Pain is an old friend of mine...*

Me: Nope, I'm cool with that.
 Jul 2013 Cassie
Daniel Magner
I never live like the best,
ashing this Snicklefritz blunt on my chest,
let those little embers burn and make a mess
because the pain is better than stress
that threatens to envelope my life
I'm sick of a 9 to 5  
ruining all my clothes for a paycheck
that's worth less than a dime in the times
Daniel Magner 2013
Just something I'm going to add to occasionally
 Jul 2013 Cassie
Tessa Marie
My lips curl around my last cigarette.
I allow the smoke to mix with the air
And fill my lungs.
I exhale the poison

And pass the tobacco ridden stick
To my only friend.
I watch as she does the same,
With clouded eyes submerged in sadness.

She stares straight into my soul and
Whispers, We're in this together.
Little does she know, I loath spending this time
With her. I hate sharing my last cigarette

With someone I can't stand.
I turn my head, avoiding any
Need to say a word,
And as she passes the cigarette,

I shift my gaze back onto her face,
And notice that I'm staring into the mirror.
 Jul 2013 Cassie
Tori Hart
thirteen
 Jul 2013 Cassie
Tori Hart
We were lying together in your bed
I was gently drawing circles on your chest
        You were smiling and gently humming to yourself.
Every moment we spent together was always
        blissful and beautiful.

And I asked you a question
        as I turned my head to the side
                to listen to your heartbeat
                and see a glimpse of your face.

‘If you could go back and visit me at any age
        what age would you choose?’
Your heart pumped steadily
        You breathed evenly
        and you smile grew slightly larger.

‘Am I allowed to interact with you?’
        You always asked questions that I would never think of.

‘Sure,’
        I smiled.

‘I would go to you when you were thirteen.’

My body tensed.
        I was very different then
        I was shallow
        I was lost
        I was not the girl you fell in love with at thirteen.

You smiled.
You inhaled.

‘I would tell you that you are beautiful.
I would reassure you that you didn’t need them,
        that you have a bright and promising future ahead of you.
I would tell you that you are going to do amazing things.
I would help you not to worry about what they think.
I would ask you to never, ever change.

And I would tell you that you are right,
        you do not fit in
in the absolute best way possible.’
Fall in love with the one who loves you at thirteen.
 Jul 2013 Cassie
Erica M
I am addicted to you
Every ounce of what I can find
In the depths of your soul
I hear you calling me
Keeping me up all hours of the night

The idea of being able to awake
With you by my side
Is enough to drive me mad
For hours, no, days on end

It’s a rare ten minutes
Where you don’t cross my mind
The sad part is
I can’t distance myself
From you

My subconscious
Is addicted as well
You have appeared
In countless dreams
The hero in my nightmares
I blink and see you

My body craves your heat
The curve of your spine
I long to memorize
Every outline
Of muscle and spot
Every blemish on your skin

If you dare ask
If I’m addicted to you
I will nod quietly
And beg you
Not to stage
An intervention
 Jul 2013 Cassie
ella maria
Flowers
 Jul 2013 Cassie
ella maria
It's so easy to hang your head in shame,
To apologise without sincerity.
It's so easy to wither and crumple,
To let self loathing eat away at you like blight.
It's so easy to allow yourself to become nothing; something temporary.

Simplicity is a requirement,
we avoid all which attracts anarchy within us.
We do not anticipate accidents, we do not anticipate
those who clamber into our lives and shine
with individuality and complexion -
we fear those who possess difference.
It reminds us of what we lack,
or of what we are too afraid to expose to others.

And I fell in love with a rose, when I am merely a dandelion.
I write poems only to destroy them immediately;
endless words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

I wither, I crumple.
I chose simplicity.
 Jul 2013 Cassie
AJ
I Can't Help It
 Jul 2013 Cassie
AJ
I'm sorry you are jealous.
I'm sorry you are falling in love with me.
I'm sorry you want someone to fall in love with.
I'm sorry you feel unfulfilled.
I'm sorry you feel trapped.
I'm sorry you can't open up for extended periods of time without feeling annoying.
I'm sorry you make me feel annoying if I do.
I'm sorry if you feel you're a twenty-something wreck.
I'm sorry I'm a young, talented, heart breaker.
I'm sorry because I like you.
I'm sorry I'm not in love with you.
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