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iron
the inner core of the earth is made of mostly metal alloys, iron in particular. because iron is so dense, it gradually sinks deeper and deeper into the earth creating layers of different rock and metal (in order of density) until hitting the core. normally it would be pure liquid since it's so goddamn hot in the center of the earth but due to the high amount of pressure the core is actually a solid. CDO October 9th, 2011.
sports
I had a dream that I could time-travel. I decided that middle school would be the best choice so I could woo my present-day boyfriend sooner and not have to go through all of the inevitable torture that my other boyfriends offered. Anyway my point is, in that dream I had to play football and I was really excited about it until I remembered that (in real life as well) I really sucked in gym class and no one liked me (also in real life). Not even my would-be boyfriend. January 17th, 2011. 3:47pm.
immense
I've never been much of a believer, but the immense desire to have faith in something lingers, more than lingers, it hovers like a thick fog on a sad sky day. But personally I never thought rain was very sad. December 11th, 2010. 1:56am.
willow
willow won't you wander with me, weep amongst the children of your seed the leaves, they scatter the branches, they stir restless in the wind, they are but fragile reeds willow why won't you cry for your long lost children? December 8th, 2010. 12:34pm.
nail
There are these nails on my windows that I look at everyday. I've unscrewed them three times, for all nine nails. My father's screwed them back in for just as many instances. I just want--- I don't know what I want, I'm just writing to write but I don't know what to say. December 5th, 2010. 3:35pm.
bunny
I really want a bunny hat for winter. Not a hat made of bunnies though, just one that looks like it. I was about to put a "D:" in there but then I remembered that I'm better than that. "I'm cringing for myself when I cringe for you-u.." And it must be in shades of red or blue. December 2nd, 2010. 6:36pm.
transport
Take me somewhere, anywhere that isn't under this roof. I remember the ambulance, the broken phone, the caterpillar that no one forgot because no one noticed. I wrote and I wrote and I wrote but where was I in the end? Where did I go? My dreams fly me away on their wings, and for a few forgettable moments, I am a ghost in an inconsequential universe. December 1st, 2010. 4:27pm.
spike
When I am not empty, I am sleeping on a bed of spikes. November 30th, 2010.
copper
There was a copper taste in my mouth. Nothing unusual, it's a flavor I've come to enjoy over the years after developing a firm habit biting the insides of my mouth, and my lips. At any given point in time their pinkness would be blotched with shades of red. I'd ask my boyfriends to bite them for me sometimes. Without the redness, or the blood, it just didn't look like me in the mirror. November 29th, 2010. 7:30pm.
closed
I want to close this book because I am afraid and I've never read a book that makes me scared to walk out my own room and use a toilet because I'm paranoid that the hand of my ex-boyfriend will reach through and molest me while I pee. But the thing is, I can't put the book down. It's four in the morning and I've but up since eleven in the morning, and I can't stop with a hundred pages to go, can I? November 28th, 2010. 4:12am.
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