each gash will bleed
she'll slice and gush
to binge, to feel
her torture, her game
they are not yours to heal
her weight is not your own
she has the grip. she plays it well.
and she'll use your wings
when she jumps
everyone tries to save
a baby bird at least once
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she melts and mends. all the pieces scatter and shatter. and then they fit right back together.
hi. welcome to the unread ramblings of a girl with nothing important to say. this doesn't stop her from sharing all her meaningless opinions and observations. she swears. she can't spell. she binges on cake and vodka.
"people blog because they think their lives are more important than they actually are".
- me, october 22, 2007, to shannon after she told me about a shirt that says "no one reads your blog". i told her i want it. and i also want a shirt that says "i blog, therefore i am".
"people blog because they think their lives are more important than they actually are".
- me, october 22, 2007, to shannon after she told me about a shirt that says "no one reads your blog". i told her i want it. and i also want a shirt that says "i blog, therefore i am".
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