decontaminated

and it just takes so long to figure out what to do with the stories you have, the things you could say, that would knock people off their feet

would make them rethink you, rethink them,

but youre meant to carry them in silence, childishly letting drops slip through every now and then

met with gasps,

seal your bucket, girl, before you hurt someone

the waters getting heavier, heavy like concrete but even concrete has so much space to breathe

so much room between the atoms but it could still take a life

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and im not bones but it used to be only me id ask ‘is she skinny?’, but that bony blog just loved a girl and i had to look twice and ask ‘is she skinny?’ and i can hear those twiglegged girls asking themselves is she skinny is she skinny issheskinnyalldaylong

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you are male, you are the active counterpart (so long as initiate male energy does not compose you), and release is the greatest goal. sex, as a release, is idolized. greater expressions of release are ignored through ignorance by many. love sex, and you are a terrific conversationalist and storyteller, obsessed with sex and you are a limited stagnancy. but i am female, and hear my words, stagnancy can be felt as THE bomb.

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initiating situations and usurping energy every day can be a surprising expect\tation

s trong-and-stronger:

Friendly reminder that you must eat today, regardless of what you ate yesterday, what you’ll eat tomorrow, how much you weigh, or how much you want to lose.

(via 3-6impala)

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and when you drink in your hometown house

all you have to worry about is slurring less than your father

the cracks and openings through the drive home save you and last the night

just dont

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i just want to not want the approval of others to affect me

and

i just want someone to tell me that my writing is OK

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rat tat tat on my chamber door, , you wrote but i loved giving away myself through goldfish and the funniest part is i spelled that goldhsih at first but you lost yourself in the wave, no working tricks this morning or afternoon and in the night youre folded into yourself and rat tata tat come the lines and ellipeses calling minus the ellipse from my late night course my professor, she calls herself my name, but id grant her farther privilage said ellipses are dots and emmit dismissed words well ive been living my days within the ellipse of my families and i have no spaces remaining for forgotten cracks this time im on the way out, hold the door for her, shes coming in now

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