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Oct 2014
I'll admit that I’m not proud of my decisions
and I'll admit that I’m also proud of my decisions
and I'll tell you that it's always easier to ride a water slide when the water's running and
I know that my middle name is rather unextraordinary and
that yellow is not a color that looks good on me regardless of the weather
and I know that I’m a Pisces  even though I bear no resemblance to a fish
curving or otherwise
and I know that the moon is possibly the most magnificent thing in the sky in the middle of the night
and I understand the difference between love and lust and
I’ve learned that amends are hard to make
but so are almonds and trees do it all the time
I know that I’m only human and I’m going to make mistakes
but I also know that I’m human and I’m capable of amazing things
I know that there are colors in the universe that I’ll never see
and I know that the color of my eyes is probably the most profound of those
and I understand that love is not an unkind thing and that
not everything lovely will belong to me
I know the difference between fighting and arguing
and I know how to apologize even when my throat is begging me not to
I’m a realistic fantast and I know that cynicism isn’t charming
no matter how angular your cheekbones are
and I know that being the nicest person in the world won’t save everyone and
I know that just because I cry doesn’t mean I’ll feel better
and I know that cookie dough does indeed fix everything
and I learned through trial and error that every yellow light is just a green light playing coy
and maybe my wrists are a little small and my bones stick out a little too much
and I’m perpetually in a state of winter
but I also know that I’ve got thin red lines healing on my skin
and a best friend who threw away my razor because I couldn’t bear to do it
and I know that I’ve got a grandmother who makes pasta for me
every time I come over
because she knows I could use the carbs
and I’ve got a dog that makes me remember the point of wearing a seat belt
and coming home every day
and I know that I hurt a lot and I feel things so incredibly fiercely and
I know that just because it hurts doesn’t mean I won’t survive
after all if I’ve told you anything at all
it’s that even in the midst of contemplating ways to die
I still find a million reasons to be
alive
Pretty Panic
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Pretty Panic  Constantly Running
(Constantly Running)   
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