November 2011
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October 2011
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“I don’t want to lose you.’ His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. ‘But you don’t want to keep me, either, do you?’ To that, he had no response.”
September 2011
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August 2011
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Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...
– Edgar Allan Poe (via killyours3lf)
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We shared
coffee and cigarettes
over long, random conversations.
I drew fake tattoos on your
tanned skin.
You remember the things
I say in passing and
bring them up a month later.
You told me I shouldn’t be afraid,
even though you knew nothing of what
I was afraid of.
Secrets were shared and we
would laugh like little kids and sometimes,
like animals.
We let tiny bits of paper
...
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