Jan 7, 2014
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Get in on this. Seriously, if you don't, you will die of embarrassment and loneliness when this gets huge, and you missed out on the experience of a lifetime. Be hipster, and jump into this group before they make it big! Or, just be a good person, and listen. It's going to blow your mind.
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Worked the day after my birthday.. Lovely. Didn't even end well. Whaaatevers. Got home and took a shower right away. I was talking to Geri and my sisters then we got a call from my cousins. They asked us to hang out so we met up at ftb. There was kinda a lot of people there. We did a little "celebration" of birthdays because it was in the middle. A day after mine and a day before my cousin's. We played janga and telephone. Omg.. telephone was quite interesting.. HAHA! Stayed till 12 and then it closed. Wished my cousin a happy birthday and went home. Got home and stay up till like two or three finishing up that project thing. I knew I didn't have, but I wanted it done. Monday didn't really do much. Don't really remember. Got ready to go back to school, but I sooo wasn't ready. The first day back was pretty boring, but daaang! The drama that we have.. I swear it's pretty annoying, but only because it's cause by something soooo stupid. In sixth period @fuckztyler mentioned it was my birthday and Davis made the whole class sing happy birthday to me.. Embarrassing..
If my words were feathers I'd tie them to balloons and set them into the sky, free from you and everyone else. Far from judgement and fear and ugly ears. But they're not. They're not light and soft around the edges, they are knives. They'd cut so far into you that you would hurt for days. They'd make you bleed a blood that only I could see and only you could feel but the hurt would be so real that even the air would recognize it. My words are weapons and you're far from an enemy so I keep my mouth sewed up tight and cage them in my chest. And summer has turned to fall, fall to winter, and now winter gives way to hints of spring and the words still weigh heavy inside me wherever I go. The steel is rusted but they still have a point and they tear me apart inside nonetheless. My heart beats the same as it always has but a little heavier, a little harder, a little slower to make up for its wounds. I have to let them go.
Slowly, slowly, sweetly.
Next to the other, it silently sits.
Waiting for the moment, it's chance, it's time.
The lights dim as the night falls and moon rises.
The one inches ever so slightly towards the other, and then not.
The electric fire is in the air, and the sparks and wires are on fire.
The heat is rising, and no amount of ice could cool it down.
The time goes by fast, the time is turning towards the last
Second in the frame. Hoping that the moment will come at last.
They dance. They sway. They explore the terrain.
It comes and goes and nothing's changed but maybe ashes from the fire.
But maybe something has. The newly heated hand-warmers, the newly charged batteries.
The two slowly recline, but with a better understanding.
Though nothing has happened, everything had happened.