July 2011
11 posts
Jul 28th
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Loving you is killing me.
Jul 28th
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I hope every step
I take in this city Leaves a footprint on your heart I hope every street I walk down Begins to look like the intersection of My right hip and Upper thigh Meet me on the corner of Past discretions and Future mistakes I’ll be the girl with her heart on her sleeve And your broken smile in her hand
Jul 28th
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Jul 27th
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“I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering.”
– Robert Frost (via writingcircles)
Jul 26th
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Jul 25th
Jul 22nd
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Texts With My First Pregnant Friend
serafina: Do you think it's a boy or a girl?
pregnant friend: A girl. But everyone says I'm shaped like it's a boy.
serafina: OMG it's like a Kinder Surprise except with a human life.
pregnant friend: Exactly.
Jul 22nd
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Jul 20th
Jul 12th
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