i wanna grab some cash and get lost
drive all night until my eyes ache and i end up miserable in the backseat
?
the engine drowns out the occasional text message from someone concerned
these towns are unwelcoming
everything i own is locked in the trunk, and i stumble into grocery stores desolate aside from
cashiers and people who look just as lost as i do
June 27th 2014 | 8:55 am
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time flies when you're confused and nauseous
Nov 18th 2014 | 6:34 pm
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go fund me: shoot me into the black hole in the center of the galaxy
Feb 7th 2015 | 2:38 am
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bloodless, offbeat
Mar 15th 2015 | 7:32 pm

i’ve got to move away… ive got to change my name…. ive got to
Mar 20th 2015 | 12:31 am
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is my gender valid? Who validates genters? do i need my birth cirtificate & ID?
Mar 20th 2015 | 11:10 pm
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*looks at pics of cemeteries long enough to admire the scenery but not long enough to think abt all the dead people i’m looking at*
Mar 22nd 2015 | 10:32 am
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you were andromeda and i was the milky way; destined to collide, but not in this lifetime
May 11th 2015 | 11:32 pm
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job tip: arrive 10-15 minutes early so you have time to cry in the parking lot
June 8th 2015 | 8:11 am
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what was so great about 2001? dial up? flared jeans? george w bush?
Mar 23rd 2015 | 01:28 am
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i lost my baby ring and broke my pendant, and those were the most precious things i had… my sweatshirts don’t smell like me, and my towels smell nice but they don’t smell like me?
Apr 28th 2015 | 11:12 pm
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IM NOT DYING IM NOT DYING IM NOT
May 18th 2015 | 02:18 am
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Job tip: arrive 10-15 minutes early so you have time to cry in the parking lot
Jun 8th 2015 | 08:11 pm
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there is a pattern to the people i love and a pattern to the people who love me
and it is consistent
Jul 5th 2015 | 01:43 am
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me, standing beside the highway: if i can’t buy the car i want i can at least be run over by it
Jul 29th 2015 | 01:34 am
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i bet i could fit a car in my room if i tried
Jul 29th 2015 | 11:10 pm
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i'm missing part of my eyebrow and ulta employees look at me with distaste
July 29th 2015 | 11:35 am
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just three dudes, puking in a circle
Jul 31st 2015 | 04:33 pm
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nobody’s ever made me cry as many times as the car section of craigslist has
Aug 15th 2015 | 06:13 pm
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i have a few minor concerns about my new place. for starters, there are no walls
Aug 22nd 2015 | 04:58 pm
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I’M OVERWHELMED TURNING 18 I NEVER THOUGHT I’D LIVE THIS LONG
Sep 26th 2015 | 02:21 am
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you’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay
Sep 27th 2015 | 06:34 am
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CONCEPT: YOU ARE ALIVE & WE DON'T END UP ON SEPERATE COASTS
& I DON'T KNOW HOW THIS ENDS
Sep 27th 2015 | 5:33 pm
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in my sleep you're easy to talk to. you're full of joy and you don't scare me
Oct 1st 2015 | 11:03 pm
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jobs scare me, drugs scare me, eyes aching and thighs freezing and that dumb leather jacket still smells like salt water and cancer
heroin cheeks collapsing in and lacking any colour but red
i’ve been listening to the same records for weeks + your favourite band plays on the radio every night at the same time, like clockwork.
Oct 3rd 2015 | 01:08 pm
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worst fears: finger nail trauma, ██████ █████ , gauze on teeth
Oct 23rd 2015 | 01:37 pm
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you were months shy of nineteen while i bled out the last of my adolescence
Nov 21st 2015 | 03:35 pm
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im trying to be like 36 different people and none of them are me
Nov 22nd 2015 | 02:18 am
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me: *uses illegal luxury knives to peel an orange*
Nov 22nd 2015 | 08:09 pm
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you’re half awake and drugged while i’m feeling the aftermath of repulsion; nauseous after the clashing of teeth and tongue and spitting unforgiving prose
Nov 24th 2015 | 10:14 am
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im having a hard time feeling permanent
Dec 9th 2015 | 10:15 am
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your childhood home is rotting, and your parents can’t support you like they want to, and this house is damaging you beyond repair. you’re carrying fond memories of awful things - pillows sobbed into about the things you went through, and the things your friends went through. you are a series of tragedies starting from a young age
Dec 21st 2015 | 05:51 pm
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brown eyes are so pure
Dec 27th 2015 | 03:52 am
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i went to bed full of love, i dreampt of you
we had conversations so in depth i wonder if you dreampt them up too
Dec 27th 2015 | 10:41 pm
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brown eyes are so warm and trustworthy. if you mugged me and flashed your beautiful fawn eyes at me i’d give you all my money and my phone number
Dec 29th 2015 | 02:24 am
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pale yellow light, windows wide open. the moon reflects on the sand. everyone you know is idle - too scary to talk to, a bedside tragedy, finding it hard to support you
Jan 5th 2016 | 02:11 am
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i had a dream that i was dying and my mother said, “i hope my death comes from the mother,” and my father said, “i hope my death comes from the father”
JANUARY 22 2016
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here’s something that doesn’t translate well: imagine i’m telling you this at night while we’re choking up over the phone
your hometown is unforgiving. the place you grew up doesn’t want you
you’re seeking refuge in a dangerous place
JANUARY 27 2016
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vapour boy fingerprinted for acquiescence
fabricated addictions spun for docile boys in choke collars
the naïve queen scrapes diminished cheeks raw
household matriarch returns to the hospital for her rose petal son
FEBRUARY 12 2016
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*presses my hands inside a traumatic experience and squishes around in it* ah, ok
FEBRUARY 22 2016
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you remember when she hit you, and you bled and recoiled atop her dresser. a week-old bouquet shed its petals on your lap
MARCH 09 2016
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center stage on a queen sized bed
i tore your wrists to pieces; cut apart
and cuffed together
DECEMBER 27 2017
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forgiven, for my sake
FEBRUARY 16 2018
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i got everything i wanted & it all came with a price
believe me! i am paying every single day
AUGUST 16 2018
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devouring photons like you wouldn't believe
MAY 28 2019
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from pre-epiphany:
you will never escape what happened to you last year
fuck you, and everyone who knew about it
if i could, i would
and if i can't, i'll slam your head against the dresser until you feel as incurable as i do
JJUNE 15 2019
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found God in your old house,
post eviction traumatics and dramatics
Jan 11th 2021 | 11:14 am
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pan*sy*crown
/'panze kraun/ (noun)
1. of, like, or from God
2. belonging or relating to Heaven
Mar 11th 2021 | 9:40 pm
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definition of consciousness: the feeling of what it is like to be something
Mar 11th 2021 | 11:18 pm
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ENDURE THE WORK TO ENJOY THE WORSHIP
Feb 26th 2022 | 8:21 pm
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the power of femininity and the delicacy of godhood
June 8th 2022 | 7:57 PM
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i can set a scene but i can't tell you a story
DEC 2 2022
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