i. i will always
be waiting for my
‘someday’.
(would you like
to wait with
me?)
ii. sometimes,
giving up and
letting go
sound awfully nice.
(you are the reason why
i don’t.)
iii. i believe that words
can paint rainbow
sunsets and rivers and
happiness and golden
skies and things full
of life.
(i’m still trying to figure out
how.)
iv. writing non-fiction
makes me feel horribly
self-conscious.
(i’m waiting
for everyone to realize
i’m nothing special.)
v. i don’t want
to belong
to anyone. i
only want to be
mine. i only want
to be
me.
(i like to pretend
i’m independent.)
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smile, sweetheart. someone loves you.
Its not flat.
Its relatable.
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Then I went down into the basement where my friend, the maniac, busies himself with his electronic graffiti.
Finally his language touches me, because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. -West Rider Silver Bullet.
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