waifette

You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star! I'm Waifette, and I'm certainly chaotic, but I always look for ways to calm myself and flow with the river instead of fighting the wave. Life's a great big adventure, with beauty around every corner. I'm on a mission to find it. Won't you come along?

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Scream. Imagine my existential dread over that fucking thumbnail!

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interfaith

interfaith

we are dangling from the four corners of your bed. i am sandwiched between you, and the old pillow person you sleep with at night (its arm is missing, from the time your brother and you picked a fight, and he cruelly ripped it off and threw it down a flight of stairs).

we are alone in the house.

later in the living room we are dangling from your mother’s blue velvet segmented wrap around

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#now #in #the #Facebook #revolution #i #not #only #learn #things #but #i #must #view #them #too! #like #force #fed #food #i #don’t #choose #to #chew #fed #up #through #some #virtual #tube #people #share #their #garbage #through.

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love

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momental - a poem for the moments

there were moments when a single measure of music would cue us to the same infused wavelength, we'd lose our real world shoes, we'd complete the pieces simultaneously. amused, we'd remark at great length of those keys and tempos in which we thought, the complicated beats, tones, and vibratos we sought and there were moments when pure pleasure was all there was between us, our souls overlapping in the closest clean stitches those were the moments of an ecstacy naught could deplete until hidden chasms creeped amongst tired tongues and hidden tears weeped from swollen eye sockets with the stains of years of deep mental abuse and moistened lungs from long showers and wet crying instead of sleep, living like refuse. I believe some lint lingers forever in pockets it is carried around for a lifetime part wonder/part soulgrime until it drops out into the here and now, time rocket of nostalgic sentiment a last single sediment of those fucking moments. there were moments when it was me and you forever with blinders stronger than sunbeams and a future without the word never and there were moments when we all but forgot about each other and there were moments when we were as away from each other as far could exist in this plane of existence and there were moments when that made more sense and I hated you and there were moments when I stopped hearing the same parts of pieces as you and I stopped seeing you and I stopped hearing you, and I stopped wanting to. and there were moments when I began to compose my own song. I could finally breathe; take repose this was where I belonged. finally there were the free moments I lived in them strongly, I tried in them bravely accordingly and those moments were all uniquely me. and there were moments where I'd remember those faint shared measures and they would pale in a lineup beside the scores of opera triumphant treasures my moments have become without you. peace.

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waifette at the mic!

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no smoke breaks... http://waifette.com/cigarettiquette/

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Finally, a book about the joys of cigarettes.

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shema for them

shema for them

OMG Poetry, Joseph D. Robbins, you have inspired me to remember my family and our close knit tribe, inscribed in history; carted away to die in chambers filled with Xyklon B, at the hands of the Nazi Party- tethered together in infamy,…

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really living

really living

you don’t realize that you’re not really living until you start to live again.

your lungs gasp when you start to breathe again.

your feet trip as you start to stir again.

when you toss the past aside: the future opens wide, alive beside the…

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stay green all day long!

happy holidays tumblr!*

*if you celebrate

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a pile of nails

waiting for projects and things

to come transform them!

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the brightest vibrance

stemming up from coldest death

the colors of life.