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Yester: FreakShow. Pizza. Toddland. Partial Frost bite. Shwin. Brown sugar cookies. Isiah. No hot water / shower.

#Brooklyn #bebescliche #scattered thought #poetry #aesthetic #psyche

You were so beautiful.

From the moment I saw you till the moment I lost sight, the thought of beauty couldn't leave my mind. It's crazy how my feelings came crashing down after the thought of you. You were beautiful, chaming, sweet, and so much more. The question is, why did you settle for someone who treated you like shit? There's so many guys out there who can treat you better. Including me.

#Scattered thought #faaawwkk #personal #teddy

I want to apologize for the personal posts of late.

I'm just at this point where I honestly don't know what I want or what I want to be. It's really fucking scaring me.

I'm really fucking worried about my future. I can't do anything right.

Im feeling so lonely.

I'm questioning everything. All I really feel right now is this self hatred that drives me crazy.

I feel like I can't control anything in my life and, worst of all, thats making me feel hopeless.

#personal #scattered thought #the epitome of the teenage years

For Trishyteee.tumblr.com

Well writing about every single thought I have is quite the challenge, but I think I'm up for it. I'm not sure what you may have desired initially, but i'll do my best. Let's start by clearing my mind and just see where that takes me.....

Loaves of bread, ants eating dirt and then attacking a raccoon, an old schoolhouse teacher with crescent moon glasses dictating to a fearful group of dolphins and marine life, fortune cookies scattered around the streets of new york city, elements of the periodic table, a snowy field with one boy bundled in tons of warm clothes gazing at the clear blue sky, little girls on a see saw with matching blue dresses, an anxious shut-in attempting to find cat food for his imaginary cat who answers to Bartholomew in his messy tiny apartment, hexagons, people in the 50's running stop signs, cracks in the sidewalk, breaking my mother's back by stepping on them as a child, eating raviolis, cats sleeping, a poodle/mop hybrid, eating ice cream and then shrinking and getting stuck in the ice cream before being placed in the freezer, its old in there, its so hot out, work was so busy today, picking up pices of corn off the ground, that mean Russian lady who got mad at me for putting her yogurt in with her can food, all the angry Russians I see everyday, they must drive a far distance to get to shoprite, trip to new york city, sunglasses, shopping for clothes no one you know wears, Andy Warhol's factory, being a famous artist living in the city, the idea of fame as a form of power, a house in the country, that one painting by Hopper of the girl in the field, the simple life, being pleasantly old, listening to the silent and the few cars that pass our home throughout the day, tea and my record player, the warmth of a fire, cuddling up with a book and a blanket, the book is upside down, writing on a typewriter, click clack, Jack Kerouac, alcohol, esophagus lining burned away, parties at school, I worry about becoming an alcoholic, I haven't drank that much, there are never parties around here, I hope the fall is fun, I won't be there the next semester, I don't want to go to London alone, yes I do, maybe, hopefully I'll meet some new and interesting people, I would love to have a life changing experience, Eat Pray Love was an alright movie, Julia Roberts sometimes reminds me of my friend Julia, mainly the way she laughs so strongly, meeting a lover at a strange place, kissing them sexily on the dance floor, sex, she has brown hair and an odd personality, I like it, cucumbers and zucchinis, lemons and small red-orange pumpkins, a kiss was a beautiful viking princess on my forehead, the cosmic sensibility of the universe, the galaxy, the silence of space, the constant thoughts and words in my head, the endless chatter of people's body-language, I am not ordinary, I am different, I feel things differently, I cannot explain everything I do, I am open to practicalities and risks, I contradict myself as a challenge every so often, tumblr is getting annoying to me, yet I go on it everyday, I want to meet someone soon that will change the way I see the world in a positive way, the secret is a good book, I have to read the health section now, wow how long have I been doing this, it feels like a short period of time, I think I should stop before it gets obnoxious, hope this was decent, thanks.

Well there you go Trish, every thought I have in whatever amount of time I did that for. I would have gone longer, but I don't want to waste this weather on the computer. if anyone wants me to write anything I would love it, this was quite fun and my mind feels ex-ponged. Have a great day everyone

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- you've left him broken once again. Emotionally, he's helpless and reckless without you. You've deserted him, placing him second yet again, nothing but the usual. He has sacrificed. He has cried. He has said nothing. He cares. But you? Oh darlin`, but you.. you my dear, you are blind, but you know what's funny? You are fully aware that you are blind. You know but you choose to do nothing. You choose to block all senses and act as if he's alright. You're fighting a tough battle with yourself now. It may be too late. He may be already gone. You're the one who's left hopeless now.

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