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I sat at my window looking out at the little bugs stuck in between the sill and the window. I was hungry, I was upset at these turns of events I had an epiphany.
» Posted By devin On 11.01.2011 @ 11:25 am
when i think about you, i think about how dull your eyes were, and how i was constantly searching for depth within their murkiness, and then one day, i thought to myself, “maybe that’s it, maybe that’s all” and i hated you.
» Posted By devin On 10.17.2011 @ 9:12 pm
I don’t have enough iron in my blood. I get that from my incredibly anemic mother. I’m hoping that will be the only blood disease I inherit from her though. My mother is fighting leukemia right now and I don’t think I’ll be strong enough to fight it if I do happen to have the gene that cause the cancer…welp minute’s up.
» Posted By Devin On 10.09.2011 @ 7:25 pm
lorelai’s first birthday is in december! cant wait to celebrate! :) I dont know what the theme will be or what the heck we’re going to do yet. i should probably figure that out, huh?
» Posted By devin On 09.20.2011 @ 8:48 am
it’s the final seconds of your life and its come down to this. a shootout, a standoff between you and death. who will be left standing? no one is really to know until after it happens but that day will come whether you’re ready or not so you must live your life like it is a game that will end in a tie. that will go down to the final seconds; that will end in a shootout.
» Posted By Devin On 09.17.2011 @ 6:59 pm
i am a prisoner with my back arched, waiting for your hovering touch.
» Posted By devin On 09.11.2011 @ 7:38 pm
inside your physical heart, there is a septum that separates the left side from the right; i wonder, in love, if there is another that creates a division between love and hate.
» Posted By devin On 09.04.2011 @ 7:54 pm
and through that hazy mist i emerged clean and renewed. it didn’t matter where i had been or where i was going. what had mattered was the fact that i had emerged and was present. my presence marked nothing significant but in its simplicity was its beauty. for that instant, i was there. i had been lost and was found again
» Posted By Devin On 08.29.2011 @ 4:59 pm
and in that moment, soft and filled with a quiet desperation, i wondered what the chances were – that our eyes would lock, quivering and shy, and the blush would bleed onto my cheeks, and then, just then, with my gentle parted lips, you would fall in love.
» Posted By devin On 08.29.2011 @ 8:24 am
ella ella aye aye an umbrella protects from the rain like a shield but i won’t bore you with similes and metaphors like an english class…ooops looks like i did just there…but simply put i want to stay dry and continue walking on campus
» Posted By devin On 08.24.2011 @ 7:05 pm
ella ella aye aye protects from the rain slightly romantic when red i want a bubble umbrella so i could be like a goldfish you could stand under mine except it would be difficult to hold hands unless it was really large like that nautica one your mom has
» Posted By devin On 08.24.2011 @ 7:01 pm
A lead thread leads threads to bed and beads.
» Posted By Devin On 08.15.2011 @ 12:37 pm
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» Posted By Devin On 08.14.2011 @ 10:20 pm
Because sometimes unrequited love sucks.
» Posted By Devin On 08.14.2011 @ 6:02 am
» Posted By Devin On 08.13.2011 @ 9:14 pm
Driving is the best medicine for a soul with a severe case of wanderlust. There is nothing better than a long road trip with the windows down and the radio blaring. It’s good for you.
» Posted By Devin On 08.10.2011 @ 12:25 am
red and brown. walls. brick house. old people. shes a brick house. smelly. red. concrete. monsters destroying the city. fireplace. homes. Flooring made of brick. Booke Dressen. Hit someone in the head with a brick. I Dont want a brick home. This is dumb. I am out of things to say. Okay.
» Posted By Devin On 08.08.2011 @ 10:05 pm
locks are really cool, they keep intruders out of our houses. they protect us while we sleep without being worried. i really love locks. i love a lot of things, but i have never thought about how safe locks keep us.
» Posted By Devin On 08.06.2011 @ 8:32 am
there were wax wings made of bits of string and feathers and things and she wore them only as a reminder that there would never be a day where she could thrust her face into the warm sunlight and feel it melt down her spine and soak into her skin and she would never weave in and out of big round clouds and she would never feel her toes leaving the soil, soft and always there.
» Posted By devin On 07.31.2011 @ 11:05 pm
remember was the word on your lips as you whispered into my needy ear, straining to catch the smooth sound of your breath, and i remember you saying, the words sounding like silk, that i amused you, with my sticky, goose-pimpled flesh.
» Posted By devin On 07.28.2011 @ 11:46 pm
the lightning flared in the dark sticky sky casting wicked shadows, and there were the silhouettes of two people who had once been a uniform entity, now existing only in the spaces between those brilliant beams of light and the mournful boom of thunder.
» Posted By devin On 07.25.2011 @ 11:16 pm
we are the skeletons of humans; we are the cold and bitter souls who see nothing worth seeing, who hear what we want, who take pleasure in only the tantalizing. we are stripped of what once made us incredible; the elixir of caring that once was abundant in our blood runs dry, and we grow brittle and sour and i think that if anything we should find at least one thing to cry about each day because there is so much everywhere and so little of it do we taste.
» Posted By devin On 07.23.2011 @ 11:41 pm
i got a speeding ticket once, barreling down that old country road that led to your place — tucked away in the thick of sentinel trees, omniscient and knowing as they rattled their leaves at me, like a mother’s wagging finger. and while the fine was hefty and my insurance was just as angry as my parents, none of the consequences compare to the fact that i was still too late.
» Posted By devin On 07.22.2011 @ 10:21 pm
he wouldn’t listen to a word she was saying until she stormed over to the sidelines and grabbed becky’s cheer megaphone. only when she started screaming at him through it did matt begin to listen. unfortunatly, so did the entire auditorium.
» Posted By devin On 07.19.2011 @ 11:24 am
he held the cigarette loosely between two brittle fingers, watching as smoke fizzled out of its end, the ashes falling serenely — there were gray streamers snaking towards the star-filled sky, reaching like outstretched fingers, for something that they would never be able to touch.
» Posted By devin On 07.15.2011 @ 9:47 pm
you are like a plague – an infectious contagion that spreads throughout me, rots me inside-out. you are like hatred.
» Posted By devin On 07.12.2011 @ 9:59 pm
the straw hat sat on the wicker dresser — looking almost omniscient as it towered over the rest of the room, looking over the furniture, even tilted ever so slightly into the rays of sun that filtered in through the dusty curtains. it had been years since it had so much had been looked at, and its frayed brim screamed for attention, for another saturday afternoon or sunday morning spent in the garden, which had now shriveled to nothing.
» Posted By devin On 07.11.2011 @ 9:43 pm
there was a time when we were climbing up the craggy steep slope of our relationship when you looked at me, struggling and sliding down into a lonely abyss, that you grabbed my hand and pulled me into the warm crook of your body and never before had anyone attempted to save me like that, and i think that that day we had been assisted by something greater and larger than ourselves, whose name i cannot think of right now.
» Posted By devin On 07.04.2011 @ 11:29 pm
assisted by whom? assisted by the world. i am nothing without those who support me. all that i am, as far as i reach only goes so far as my supports. i am assisted and unashamed, because what is an achievement without someone to share it with.
» Posted By Devin On 07.04.2011 @ 7:31 pm
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i have given you so much and in return you have given me grief, and more grief. there are tears and an aching feeling in my chest and there is no fixing me now.
» Posted By devin On 07.03.2011 @ 12:19 am