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@lordli
By David Uzochukwu
When I was packing up my old room I shoved a bunch of fake decorative autumn leaves in the front pouch of my backpack and today I was trying to find change in the coffee shop & I opened the zipper and these sparkling leaves flew everywhere and the barista just looked at me and whispered “where did those come from”
Narnia
Honestly the worst part of this story is that I panicked and just said “I don’t know”
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Spend money. Change your hairstyle. Sell your old clothes and pursue your new style with the money you get from it. Be strong. Be patient. Get drunk if you want to, but not every weekend. Buy a chocolate bar every week when your favourite tv show is on. Take hot baths. Wake up early. Start jogging. Write. Find a friend who will listen to you and don’t stop until you find it. Study. Read. Make your Instagram cool. Write some more. Get that damn piercing. Buy bath bubbles and bath more. Adore your body. Shave, for yourself. Book flights for next spring. Write this day down, write it all down. Cry. Finally feel some homesickness. Learn to be in silence. Learn to stand being alone. Drink lots of coffee. Get ready for christmas. Feel smart at school. Spend a weekend alone. Take lots of selfies. Eat chocolate while watching reality tv-shows. Meditate. Stretch. Learn ballet. Buy overpriced coffee. Learn to be with yourself
Gatsby’s eyes floated toward her. “Ah,” she cried, “you look so cool.” Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. With an effort she glanced down at the table.
“You always look so cool,” she repeated.
Them: Stop being so dramatic.
Me, eating food off the end of an ornate dagger in a room lit only by candles as I plot a siege on a large map: What so you mean?
marmalade skies