your blonde haired king of the jungle countenance is what graces your "perfect boy" canvas. My bones only purpose are to be used as erasers for your testosterone, for the nights you feel dirty. It is too dangerous to think about you now so stay within the walls of your gated fortress, don't look at me   don't look at me like you're...

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to you they mean spring but to me they mean winter they mean pink blankets and teacups that hit the ground a little sooner than you hoped they mean teacups and white dogs and every stolen chocolate from grandma's pantry but they mostly mean birthdays her name was adleen and she was 2 and she was almost 3  but she thought she was...

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goodbye tastes like great grandmother's vinegar and sits like anything eaten after 10 pm it's the most harsh and cruel phrase God ever granted our delicate vocabularies, it was the last thing He ever told me. goodbye tastes like bad words and the soap you used to wash them with it's a third degree burn it's a paralyzer my eyes, they still burn...

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goodbye tastes like great grandmother's vinegar and sits like anything eaten after midnight it's the most harsh and cruel word God ever granted our delicate vocabularies it was the last thing He ever told me goodbye tastes like bad words and the soap you washed them out with it's a third degree burn it's a paralyzer my eyes, they still burn it's a...

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they said that i deserved roses, and that he was a wildflower.  but i never liked roses, and i always pick wildflowers.  ...

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I hate the word love. And the amount of times I'm about to use it makes me cringe. Love is for old people, love is for boring people, I'm only 18, and I like to think I'm anything other than boring. But even though I hate the word, I have 3 ways I like to categorize it: so #1) Some sort of mature and/or...

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Abigail is married Peter has 2 kids Rachel found her "soulmate" and Jimmy, he found his they found love in a scary place in a holy place their love's in 1st place AND RHIANNA, SHE FOUND LOVE IN A HOPELESS PLACE BUT WE'RE HERE AND WE'RE HOPELESS AND WE'RE STILL WAITING FOR LOVE TO BE FOUND so we feed bread crumbs to pigeons,...

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she pointed at the moon and she whispered, "it's the color of my hair and my cheeks and my fingers when they're cold my mouth and my nose and my favorite winter coat" and she gave him the coat, and behind a toothless smile, she saw his heart. the same               color            ...

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"go to sleep my dear child, it will be better in the morning." ...

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most people hate their noses their teeth, or their cheekbones, or the way their lips curl when they say certain words or talk to certain people and sorry, but life isn't fair; even if the color of your skin turned out to be. for the longest time i have thought being insecure meant hating something about your appearance.  recently i've accepted the fact...

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i knew you'd call she paused you always do. and she hung up the phone and she smiled. because he finally realized what he had, and so did she. ...

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sadness slips from hands and breaks the pavement far too often and if i step on 1 more crack then i'll break my momma's back even more than my words already broke her.  im sorry.  there were just so many.  ...

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i hope you always have young eyes but i hope you always have old eyes i hope you have a young heart and even younger thighs because i know that's what i would've wanted  i hope this fall isn't cold that you're young in your mind that this winter the one thing that leaves you behind are the leaves, that don't leave, for too long.  i wish you...

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you're another candle on a birthday cake another vote in the election box another not so fake id wishing you always were in a month from right now we'll be living down university avenue, staying up for homework past something momma never allowed. and i know we always said we'd go crazy when we got there, but the only things we'll be popping...

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love came at 3 but love left at 4  it's a quarter past 9, and you're still waiting staring at clocks wishing love's big hand would finally choose you between time, and you, my love, you're just too much the same you're too hard to read, too hard to talk to, you keep me up all night, and always forget "happy birthday." the...

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a friend once told me if you think about something you really want hard enough, you can have it.   she told me to make a list of 3 qualities i wanted in a boy. she said if i follow her "strategy" then I'd find him.  it never worked. trust me, i tried.  you'd have better chances wishing on planes you always thought were...

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Disclaimer: i wrote this last year on the fourth of july. i remember it like it was yesterday.  this was when i first started writing so it's kind of weird, and some of the metaphors make me gag, but oh well, because this is for sixteen, and for thinking i was broken.  and the fourth came again.  and i still think they're angels, and...

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you call me "night owl" because anything past 10 is kinda my thing. and you make it sound like it's irrational, but I've never not caught you staying up until the very last minute of jimmy Fallon.  and some nights I watch it with you. The nights that I'm not wasting time on my phone or with some friends, and honestly sometimes I...

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my teeth won't stop chattering and it's not because it's coldbecause it isn'tbut i swear, i've never been more freezing i've always wondered how i got so lucky to know exactly what career i want to go intoso i asked tonight god told me why he blessed me with so much intense passion for 1 subject he said, "my dear, it's the only thing you will ever fall...

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