#198. august
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
YOU ARE THE REASON
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#198. august
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155. scream
I want to throw things
like that would get your attention
from five hundred miles away
it’s better than the times when loving hurt
with tearstained pillowcases and sad songs
but only by a margin
this is angry and frightened and stupid
it’s standing in the street and wishing for rain
this is a million daydreams and happy endings
and each one is a lie
it’s eating me up and stealing my voice
so how will you hear me now?
like you ever heard me before
168. cloudy, wednesday, november 14th
we could talk for hours
and I, at least, would not tire
I would say anything
if it kept your eyes on me
and you would not fault me that
because you, at least, understand
the lies we tell
to keep our worlds spinning
not falling
into an icy sea
and I could say “I don’t”
I could say “not me”
and you, at least, would believe
this is why you are better
even when I don’t believe
because you are better
preferable, infinitely
to standing alone
beneath the cold winter sky
099. 126
racing past at 75
a few miles in fewer minutes
counting months
11 since we last met
grasping for memories
not finding a reason
dreaming of the 1 in 18000 chance
that if I stopped right
here
we’d meet again
163. dancing
If I once knew how to dance
I don’t know anymore
It’s something like romance
And a song in four-four
But I never could count time
And my feet get all mixed up
And if the song don’t rhyme
Why would you bother standing
…up?
It’s been so many years
Since I had a cause to try
The crowd brings back all my fears
But you take my hand
And when you smile
I can forget them all and fly

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147. if I was crying
If I was crying it was not because my feelings were hurt it was not due to any frustration with my inability to get an handle on the various aspects of my own life it was not
anything to do with the weather or the fact that no one remembers second place even though her mother says she’s wonderful so if you want them to know your name you have to be
better and stop crying like a baby it was not out of fear of the dark or the monsters under the bed it was not because this song is beautiful it was not because I am stubborn except
when I need to stand my ground they say I am spineless but I will fight them for things that don’t matter it was not that you didn’t ask anything but I still couldn’t
give it was not
any of that
if I was even crying
which I wasn’t.
135. legacy
ears
a card game
piles of old letters and photographs
a joke about Richard Nixon
her nickname
lemon-scented soap I never used
that time I almost met him
evidence that they were here
before