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frenzy

I was in a frenzy just now after watching Cats.
It’s the first musical I ever saw at just 7 years old and it had been a while since I last saw it.
Immediately when the music started I felt the way I felt all those years back and right now I just want to jump through the room whiles sinning about Mungojerry and Rumpleteaser.

» Posted By Mae On 06.22.2013 @ 3:33 pm

adorned

The clothes he wore adorned his body. Even if he could not see it, I thought him to be beautiful.
With or without clothes.
But they fitted him, like a frame fits a picture, they made the edges less rough and the inside shimmer like the stars.

» Posted By Mae On 06.21.2013 @ 2:36 am

shells

When I was a child I loved to collect seashells at the beach. I used to put the big ones against my ear on the drive home and pretend I was still at the seaside.
I’d close my eyes and listen, pretending the waves would come and take me away, away from a life that did not include the sea.
I used to dream of oceans filled with candy.
Candy shells.

» Posted By Mae On 06.20.2013 @ 1:39 am

tumble

Tumbling into love.
Tumbling down the stairs.
Both can hurt.
But both will probably make a hell of an anecdote on bloody tumblr, because that’s what everybody seems to be doing these days.

» Posted By Mae On 06.19.2013 @ 1:49 am

pairs

Most people prefer to live in pairs, or more.
I don’t have a pair. I’m all alone.
Sometimes I wonder if there’s something wrong with me, why isn’t there another person that’d like to form a pair with me?
Then I look outside and realize; some of the best things don’t come in pairs.
The sun is alone.
So is the earth.
And my brother has me.
So we’re kind of like a pair, mostly a pair of morons really.
Together and yet somewhat alone.

» Posted By Mae On 06.18.2013 @ 1:18 am

strung

He got strung.
Strung along to where the edge of the earth meets the edge of the ocean.
She strung him along.
She had no where to go but the edge, where earth meets water.
Left for good.
Alone in a place with the world around you.
Never forgotten.
Always together.

» Posted By Mae On 06.17.2013 @ 3:40 am

when he strung his guitar it felt like the world wasn’t there any more. he was alone, he didn’t need to think or feel. It was him and his guitar. The stings beneath his fingertips felt like home to him and canceled out all other feelings. He could be dying for all he knew, but that guitar meant more to him than dying. It meant unlimited freedom and the chance to do something else for the rest of his life

» Posted By Mae On 06.17.2013 @ 3:37 am

grasped

These days I feel like everything is slipping through my fingers. Like things that I could hold before, things that I could grasp, safe in my fist, are turning intangible and unreachable.

» Posted By Mae On 02.19.2013 @ 11:53 am

fatigue

It’s funny because the very word sounds tired.

Fatigue.

The syllables drag out as you speak, the end dropping off in an exhausted exhale. It’s the kind of word that sounds like it’s been beaten and dragged through the dirt before it even comes out of your mouth.

» Posted By Mae On 02.16.2013 @ 1:41 pm

flat

She was flat. That was really the only way to put it. I mean, I guess I could’ve been a bit kinder about it, said that she was “boobily challenged” or “hadn’t blossomed yet” but let’s be honest: kind isn’t really my style, and she had less chest than I did. And I’m a dude.

» Posted By Mae On 02.13.2013 @ 3:29 pm

features

The wardrobe was more grand a piece of furniture than Clare had ever seen before. The wood, all stained red in the way that made you think of living wood, that made you feel the heat of life under your fingertips when you touched it. And the brass fixtures, of course, carved with more delicacy than most of the fine jewelry pieces she saw around the necks of all the ladies of court. The more she took it in, the more Clare wanted to cry with the joy of her one persistent thought- this elegant thing belonged to her.

» Posted By Mae On 02.01.2013 @ 10:44 am

together

We should we stay together when really, our hearts are yearning to be free and be apart. Are we afraid of being alone? Can we really stand being together? Together. We are all in this together. What does that even mean? No we’re not. We are fighting our own battles silently. But maybe we don’t have to. Maybe we don’t need to.

» Posted By Mae On 09.17.2012 @ 11:53 pm

Claudia and Mona had been together forever. They were inseparable. But something came between them in their senior year. Claudia was a lesbian, and she had met someone. A girl from Canada who was enchanging in Germany for a year.

» Posted By Mae On 09.17.2012 @ 1:48 pm

headphones

They tick in my ear. Lalala.. music… feeling… I am elated. The world around me has stopped and all I am is this riff blowing through my eardrums. This is happiness. This is real. Screw everyone.

» Posted By Mae On 09.09.2012 @ 7:01 am

zone

I am in the zone! I am writing about being in the zone which I guess could create a paradox, which is cool… School zone… Hmmmm… Don’t speed, god dangit!!! Silly teens always go a billion miles per hour in school zones. OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!!!!!!!!! Alright this is stupid.

» Posted By Mae On 08.16.2012 @ 8:27 pm

key

There are a million keys and this one goddamn lock. I can never figure out which one it is, I’ll try every other key on the keyring before I get to the right one, and even though I’ll know by sight, I just won’t look. What’s wrong with me? It explains most of my life, I just don’t look.

» Posted By Mae On 08.05.2012 @ 5:33 am

methods

ways of doing things. Traditions which are held in place. Methodical, slow, perfect. Perfection. Perfect traditions. Business as usual. Something so normal and usual nobody even thinks about the way they are doing it. They are ingrained into us from the moment we are born.

» Posted By Mae On 07.31.2012 @ 8:49 pm

gum

I love to chew gum. However, I can’t chew any right now as I do have a toothache. Damn toothache, I forget to floss one night and this is what happens. Maybe it’s mental, I was told that. Yes, Gum, it’s my alternative to candy. It

» Posted By mae On 07.25.2012 @ 5:33 pm

icing

I like icing a lot. I used to lick the icing off of cupcakes when I was little because I didn’t like the cake. Pretty weird, I know. I don’t eat the homemade icing unless it’s like buttercream because I like the bakery/store bought one better. Yum yum.

» Posted By Mae On 07.23.2012 @ 12:21 am

patrol

It seemed darker than usual…or maybe that was just because he was afraid where he hadn’t been before. Ever since that stranger had showed up at his house, screaming in the night about how dangerous it was, he’d been shaky and jumpy. Maybe this security job hadn’t been the best idea… And the fact that the buildings were all totally empty was somehow not as comforting as it should have been…

» Posted By Mae On 07.19.2012 @ 6:25 pm

sonar

Bats navigate entirely on sonar. That’s such a weird thing to think about. They’re these tiny creatures in the world, a lot of them no bigger than our hands, and they can’t see. I remember once I was little, and I close my eyes in the dark and tried to picture my yard mentally and navigate my way around my yard. I tripped over a rock and fell, and it scared me so much, I felt like the most powerless creature in the universe. But bats don’t suffer from existentialist crises of identity like humans do.

» Posted By Mae On 07.17.2012 @ 4:20 pm

bandages

He ripped of the end of his shirt to make a bandage, tying it around his bleeding arm. He winced as he tied off the scrap of bloody fabric, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

» Posted By mae On 07.13.2012 @ 2:05 am

science

The tables were stiff with the ghosts of failed experiments. Chemicals filled the air in alluring scents, some burned, some sweet, and some just goddamn awful. I once was in the science career track as a full-time Chemist, but then I met her. I met my Angeline, and she met… death.

» Posted By Mae On 07.05.2012 @ 6:50 pm

Science is one of those things I wish I knew more about. I understand that it’s essentially as close to magic as we’ll ever get, messing with the chemistry of living things, and the physics of the universe. I’ve always been baffled by people who think science and religion are opposites, because I’ve always seen God in the way your heart makes blood pump, and sunlight sets off the color of your eyes.

» Posted By Mae On 07.05.2012 @ 1:02 pm

railroad

The lines are laid out in such a specific pattern, like the way God writes lines into your body. They spider out across the skin of you, and collide harmoniously into little shapes like stars and crosses. They are the proof of both nature and industry in your hands.

» Posted By Mae On 07.03.2012 @ 3:21 pm

saturday

Saturday had always been her favorite day. It was the one time she could shut herself off from the world and all of its people. She could sit on her green velour chair with her feet up on the little pumpkin colored ottoman with the fringe and drink her orange rooibos tea and let all of the grief of the week melt out of her.

» Posted By Mae On 06.30.2012 @ 10:37 am

crust

The earth crumbled away beneath his steel-toed boots and floated off like they were suspended by some invisible stream. In reality, knowing that he was standing on the edge of the planet’s gravitational field was considerably less comfortable that a babbling brook would have been.

» Posted By Mae On 06.29.2012 @ 10:30 am

dilemma

it made my day worse.

» Posted By mae On 05.29.2012 @ 6:03 am

drifting

the leaf drifted by on the river. It had indented areas covered by transparent water. I PUSHEd MY FINGER ON TO IT, SINKING IT. For it was too beautiful, too like a paradise to exist. I had learnt by now there was no such thing/

» Posted By Mae On 03.27.2012 @ 10:00 am

trunk

we all carry around luggage. some purses, some backpacks, some suitcases or dufflebags. on days like today i feel like mine is a trunk. my feet as if they’re fitted into cement because of the weight holding onto me. tell me, can you really let go of the past? or does the Past have to graciously loosen it’s grimy fingers from your collar for you to move on?

» Posted By mae On 01.03.2012 @ 4:14 pm

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