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I think I'm pretty damn awesome. Well.. my mom thinks so. Rapidly approaching the point in my life where I start lying about my age. I like to write. I also like cheese.

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The Light

The light behind my eyes is gone For a while it was dimmed Struggling against newfound darkness Luster fading with each passing moment Doubt settling into every cloaked corner of my mind Now the light has diminished Now it is nonexistent I don’t know when it will return or if it ever will But I am now familiar with its absence Against my better judgement When the light faded, a dull…

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Shameless Muse

I must know what stirs the storm raging within you I must intertwine myself with the passions you endure The flight of fancies that elevate your pulsating vigor The sinews that encase your lifeblood I must know what makes your toes curl Which fingers trace their way into the grasp of your phenomenal roots The essence of the breath you elicit from your lungs to the undeserving earth The…

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Hope To Ruin

Cracked skin on wringing hands like crooked lines etched into the fabric of time Reminiscing of days past when hope was but a song, carried by the voices of those imbued by life’s love Heads bowed in shame now, averse to the gaze of what we’ve become Too entangled in the dilapidated ruins on humanity’s home Built upon, a monument to honor the promise of potential All hands toiled and tolled,…

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The State of My Mental

So I sat down to write this and I thought to myself.. be as honest as you possibly can Typing this now, my hands feel like mush I am now in the 4th month of my 32nd year on earth The world around me has only gotten worse My mental state is fickle, like rootless trees As if such a thing exists The inside of my brain feels like a dungeon at times I imagine my creativity truly is stifled in…

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Life As It Is

My soul aches for a sense of normalcy Settling quickly for chaos instead The daily drone, a welcome monotony Pockmarked with lingering moments of dread A world full of promise, thrown into the pits of hell Destabilized by vessels throbbing with hate Cries for peace fading, withering against hardened shells Remnants of hope violently dashed away How does one maintain stability against…

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The Heaviest Heart

The words dripped from his lips like blood from an open wound Languidly… slowly, filled with pain His voice strained against his heavy heart Speechless as he watched her depart As she faded into the distance, his words found him “I..” he hesitated, unsure, unbeknownst to her A tremble. His lips shuddered as tears threatened to fall. She had been his muse since his boyhood His first foray…

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I Don't Want To Fall In love

“I don’t want to fall in love” I proclaim loudly to an empty room. My voice is firm and confident when I say it. Convincing. Who am I convincing? Myself or the masses? Who do I need to prove myself to? I don’t want to fall in love. I don’t feel the urge to… but I am curious. My mind wonders, it possesses my every thought. What does it feel like to look into the eyes of someone who thinks of you…

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The First Day

The snowed in street leading to Ann Arbor High School didn’t seem to slow the traffic down one bit. Casey Lewis sat patiently in her brand new car with the radio playing smooth R&B music at a moderate volume. She was a gorgeous young woman with seemingly flawless dark brown skin, rich black hair, and almond shaped, hazelnut brown eyes. Unfortunately, she currently found herself stuck behind two…

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The Forest Of Souls

Mary had never been scared of the dark. As a child, her father, sticking firmly with his decades-old tradition of scary stories before bed, would attempt to continue this tradition by telling her tales of gnarly toothed witches lurking in dark woods or scary goblin-like monsters under her bed. She would only glare at him — both amused and agitated. Because Mary was not afraid of what lurked in…

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Uncharted 4 Is The Best Video Game Ever Made

Official cover art for Uncharted 4: A thief’s End. Credit belongs to Naughty Dog and Sony Computer Entertainment. Yeah, you heard me. I just completed my 4th playthrough of Uncharted 4 and I am, again, thoroughly shook. This is one of the most well written, well acted, interesting, exciting, riveting video games I have ever played – and I’ve played a lot of video games. I’m not sure if I’d be…

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Me @ Jennifer Lawrence

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Remember that time we were talking at 3 AM, and I said, “is there like, a hand gesture I can make that means the casual definition of that word, cuz I know I’m white and therefore can’t use that word, but man, sometimes things happen, and all you can do is a squinty glare, tilt your head, and say that word” and you fell over laughing at me and gave me my own hand sign that I’m allowed to use with you whenever one of those situations crops up.

You’re my best friend 💕

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Wait what

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Lmao wtf?

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Things We Cannot Change

Things We Cannot Change

She thought of death constantly. It invaded and overwhelmed every moment of her waking life She wondered what it would feel like Would she feel anything at all? Would she feel her very existence wiped away as quickly as it was formed? Or would she wither away like smoke on an arid winter night? Would she be deigned to damnation? Or take her place alongside the most high In a heaven she was told…

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Sleepless Nights

I revel in peace and calm The absolute stillness of life The ambience of a city at rest This is when I thrive   Early morning I wake Dreams already a distant memory I put on my armor for the day I mask my acute misery   There’s a smell hanging in the air Breakfast. Toast and eggs. I run my weary hands through sweat soaked hair And stand unsteadily on rubbery legs   Mornings haven’t felt this…

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