Bits 'N Pieces

Scraps of my life publicly displayed

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You amuse me.

jayarrarr:

I say I’m a writer,
And this may be true —
But my words have no light,
My dear, without you.

Your love breathes verses
Whole into my soul
Sure and swift
            as cold wind
                          in my lungs. 

And I am alive.

Without you, dear,
I am, I fear —
Just another girl
              with a pen,
                   a scrap of paper,

And an untethered dream
That threatens to blow away. 

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I cannot describe the depression that overcomes me when I realize that I don’t have a question from an actual person in my inbox, but rather a spam ad. -_-

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On A Different Note

You know, when I was younger, I couldn’t WAIT for Christmas to come. Well, not so much the season as the prettily wrapped toys that awaited for me underneath our pitiful Charlie Brown Christmas tree that looked like it escaped from Mexico.  

Now, I could care less about the gifts and I can’t wait for the food. Because it’s free.

Gotta love growing up. 

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