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gravity likes to bring me back to earth.
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Blue
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Dear you, You asked me what has been happening in my life and I gave you some sort of answer equivalent to "the usual" because y...
you be the writer, i'll be the muse.
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Blue
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Dear you, I just got major heart palpitations because you just gave me your number. And I'm really lame and really awkward and my room...
numbers equal less than art.
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Blue
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Dear you, I'm sorry I never learned how to start a revolution and I'm sorry I'm having my midlife crisis at eighteen years old...
we can go through all the motions.
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Blue
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Dear you, I think you are the cutest thing since puppies and you think I am nothing but your best friend's sister. Though there were...
it breaks my heart.
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Blue
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Dear you, She has been dying since the moment of her birth: exhaled from between your lips, and each day it gets harder and harder to b...
apologies are useless.
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Blue
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Dear you, I remember when numbers were only substitutes for colors and when colors didn't apply to anything but art supplies. Now my...
lullaby for an insomniac.
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Blue
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Dear you, It is 5:03am and sleep has never been further from me than it is right now. Contrary to feeling alive I feel nothing but empt...
sometimes you just know.
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Blue
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Dear you, It's 2:54am and I just snuck out and you're sitting across from me in a dinky booth in McDonald's. Let me t...
analyze this all you want.
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Blue
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Dear you, I have never wished to be more wrong about something than the moment I thought I was in love with you. You gave me forehead wr...
the trees speak latin.
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Blue
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Salve tu , I have flowers in my hair to make up for the dirt behind my lips because I'm afraid society has turned my mouth filthy . (W...
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gravity likes to bring me back to earth.
you be the writer, i'll be the muse.
numbers equal less than art.
we can go through all the motions.
it breaks my heart.
apologies are useless.
lullaby for an insomniac.
sometimes you just know.
analyze this all you want.
the trees speak latin.
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fav poems
fav films
(500) Days of Summer
Across the Universe
Almost Famous
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Fight Club
Finding Neverland
Howl's Moving Castle
Juno
Kingsmen
Lord of the Rings
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Moulin Rouge
Pirate Radio
Pride & Prejudice
Spirited Away
Stardust
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
The Princess Bride
Treasure Planet
fav posts
Nelson || Tomorrow
Jackie O || bedroom eyes
Malcolm Carter || You Probably Won't Read This
Tara Johnson || 2AM
James McArthur || oxymorons
Lexi Sheffield || the trouble with weekday lovers
Priscilla Belle || My, (or so I thought)
Sophie Hatter || where i send my thoughts to far off destinations
Nelson || the day i discovered fire
Brandon Robbins || Self Prescribed Sanity
amethyst wine || it's spun glass
thought cloud
adulting isn't really a thing
ain't gonna happen
alternative vocabulary
arbores loqui latine
bad
basically one big mess
beauty in my being
beginnings don't exist
believing blood
bisected hearts
black soles
blank canvas
books
breathing
butterfly yourself you dick
chest pains
Christmas
coughing up blood
damn redheads
deal with it
death needs to get the hell out
deconstructing words
disappointing isn't it?
don't look at me right now
existing is rough
fascinated with your lips
flores
frostbitten
fuck
functioning just kidding
galaxies inside of me
get the fuck over it
give me back my heart already
goldfish
good
goodbyes suck ass
happy fucking birthday asshole
head pounding and heart thumping
help
I can't handle this
I don't know what I'm saying
I don't know what this is
I don't love you
I hate this
I hate you
I have never regretted growing up
I just love you
I just really like freckles okay?
I like making you laugh
I lose things too often
I love you maybe
I love you my darling
I promise
I really truly love you
I still miss you
I think I like you
I wish I could be you
I'm a liar
I'm bad with endings after all
I'm jealous of you
I'm meant to be
I'm not working
I'm on so many drugs right now
I'm really cool okay?
I'm really really lame
I'm sorry
I've always been odd
if it's any consolation
insomniacs
it's really okay
just kidding
kids suck
laughing at myself
let's be not okay together
life is a thing that happens
love yourself more than anyone else
making dreams come true
memories make things prettier
metaphors have my heart
missing you sucks
music
my family totally thinks I'm Bender
my personality is really bossy
nine different colors
no one is going to understand any of this
no really this is shitty
not the first not the last
numbers suck
please
procrastinating
raging hardcore right now
rant
ruining my own happiness
salt
secrets
shaking frights
she is Love
shut up
silence
sleepless
sometimes it sucks to be sad
speaking even though I'm bad at it
spending time
stop asking me what I'm going to be
stop it you're illegal
sun-kissed skin is a myth
surprise I'm a super nerd
take care of him
talking to the stars
thanks
the breakfast club
there's a weird fire burning inside me
there's never really going to be an end
things that should have been said
this is a tragedy
this is terrifying
this isn't about you
this isn't anything of value
toothaches
traditional forms of poetry are difficult
truth syrup
trying to take my own advice
waiting
wanting to be pretty
we're dumb
what am I doing?
what am I supposed to do with myself?
what are feelings 'cause I'm not sure I have them
what is coherent?
whatever
whoops I guess I'm a robot
wow I'm dumb and clumsy
you made it
You really ought to apologize
you still make me smile
you're an ass
you're beautiful darling
young but not so free
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I'm named after a flower. I have perpetual bedhead. I'm proficient in sophisticated malarkey. I have problems sleeping and swearing. I love plants and books. I want to go to Iceland.
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"I'm still here because this is the rest of my life."
-
S.H.
"I'm trying to be poetic because I'm trying to tell you the truth."
-
T.J.