2/5/09 - The day I lost my best friend (Grandpa)
7/?/12 - Moved in with dad
12/11/16 - Tried to KMS
9/16/17 - The day my dad and stepmom got married
4/3/18 - Started dating my boyfriend
6/19/18 - The day my dad gave me up and kicked me out
6/23/19 - Day my uncle died. He never gave up on me
10/3/19 - My best friend died(Grandma)
Bring the buried flower,
Bring the burned out candle.
Bring the closed notebook,
Bring the ended hour.
Dig up the flower,
Strike the match,
Open the notebook,
Begin a new hour.
Bring the writing you’re afraid of
And regenerate it, and
Make it speak.
Scatter your poems left and right,
Because the world can’t wait to hear
Inspired by Robert Frost’s "To the Thawing Wind"
We have many ideas,
but we do not seem to have idealists anymore.
We have droves of problem solvers,
but we do not seem to have solutions anymore.
We have endless media discourse,
but we do not seem to have dialogue anymore.
We have unrestrained capitalism,
but we do not seem to have money anymore.
We have innumerable drugs,
but we do not seem to have treatment anymore.
We have scores of Baby Boomers,
but we do not seem to have elders anymore.
We have unlimited vacation days,
but we do not seem to have days off anymore.
We have incalculable amounts of information,
but we do not seem to have facts anymore.
We have regular, established elections,
but we do not seem to have elected officials anymore.
We have America,
but we do not seem to have a nation anymore
you have to find the stupid reasons not to **** yourself.
i can’t **** myself because i’m in marching band and we just got our drill. it would be selfish if i left a hole in our formations.
i can’t **** myself because my dad bought me a new package of that bread i like. it would be a waste to not eat it.
i can’t **** myself because my french teacher moved a girl next to me. it would be rude if i were to leave her without a seating partner again.
i can’t **** myself because my friends and i are in a gift exchange. it would be annoying if the person i got didn’t get a gift.
i can’t **** myself because my room is messy. it would be ******* my family if i left a mess.
i can’t **** myself because i have a group project coming up. it would be unfair if i left my partners to do all the work.
i can’t **** myself because it would inconvenience others. i can’t **** my self because leaving a hole would hurt their productivity. i can’t **** myself because me dying would mean that i never got to see the end of my favorite books, i never got to see my favorite tv shows, i never got to finish my favorite poems.
i can’t **** myself because i’m in marching band. if i do, i’ll leave a hole.
i don’t know if this is positive anymore