May 2013
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While taking a lovely stroll down the beach I was run off the sidewalk by an older gent pushing a stroller with his cocker spaniel looking pretty unimpressed.
May 20th
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To the stout lady asking about the “Will Call line”: It is in fact a real line. No air quotes required.
May 19th
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Drifting in a salt water grave the waves push me back and forth, rocking me gently into submission with their eb and flow. I yearn for land, for a place where I can be warm and dry. It is always in my sight if still ever so slightly out of reach.
May 14th
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I sat in a room last night like I was on trial. I sat there and I watched and I listened to a grown woman lie about things I had said infront to those with the power. I sat there patiently listening to all that she was saying adding each piece of vitriol to my rolodex of reasons why I wouldn’t get to know her; why I wouldn’t let her in. And after all was said and done, after she was...
May 11th
April 2013
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Must figure out a way to petition Josh Whedon on how to become the Scarlet Witch in Avengers 2 …
Apr 30th
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You are supposed to be my hero; my knight in shining armor. Yet instead of a sword you use your words to cut so deeply. The cruelest part is that it is not my enemies you slay it is me; with every word in every way. 
Apr 29th
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Apr 28th
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Apr 26th
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I prowl the streets; a Daywalker in human’s clothing. There is no life or warmth to be had from my touch; just the cold chill of an impending death. Yet, in that moment when the day is done and I lay down to rest the night brings me to life with atomic heat radiating throughout my body. Searing away the Daywalker’s skin I succumb to my dreams and let them carry me off to a new life.
Apr 25th
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The world is on fire. Sizzling. Burning up under the pressure of desperate cries for freedom, peace, equality in the midst of those who want to watch us smolder. We have to ask ourselves is this the breaking point? Is this the moment when we shed our sheep skin to reveal the wolf that lives beneath? 
Apr 19th
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I sit around and wait for you to realize that I am the one. I weather the glances that deem me pathetic and the eyes that shower me with shame. My love for you means more than all that and I desperately wish you felt the same.
Apr 18th
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It’s Vampire Cycle and that means it’s time for the monthly battle royale that is the struggle between wanting to eat nothing but pizza and burgers vs. knowing I should proooobably throw a salad or something green in the mix.
Apr 16th
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Apr 15th
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Many people go through Life in fear of the day when Death will come to greet them. They place so much weight on everyday to be more extraordinary than the last that they forget to actually live and let the life they hold so dear drift away. I have never jumped on that bandwagon. Life is full of chaos and disaster; a veritable roller-coaster shit storm. Death however, is an inescapable certainty;...
Apr 13th
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Being wrapped in your arms is the most exhilarating high I have ever known. Yet, the instant you leave the room the come down settles in and I am left to detox on my own until I can get another hit of you.
Apr 12th
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Apr 11th
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The sound was soothing as she sat there
while the ocean lapped at her feet; a puppy bowing down to its master. Her parents had never taken her to the sea. It’s too dangerous. They would tell her. And as she sat there watching patiently as the tide crept in closer and closer she knew they were right. The sea was dangerous and from the moment she stepped onto the beach she knew she would never be leaving.
Apr 10th
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Apr 9th
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Apr 9th
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“Inspiration has, yet again, thwarted my attempts to capture it and make it my own. It is a stallion I mean to tame.” She said shaking her fist in the air in frustration. 
Apr 6th
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Apr 4th
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I love you more than I should. It is both my greatest virtue and my most destructive vice.
Apr 1st
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There is a serious disconnect between what the weather app on my phone is telling me and what I am seeing outside my window.
Apr 1st
March 2013
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Mar 26th
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Authors are just the composers. What happens in the readers head is a completely private symphony.
Mar 25th
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Mar 25th
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Calliope better get her butt in here tomorrow
because I’m trying to get some serious work done and ain’t nobody got time for a lazy ass muse.
Mar 25th
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Mar 22nd
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About to revamp the shit out of my Proxama story. The bones are good but the meat of it is lacking and honestly doesn’t even sound like I wrote it. Bleh :p
Mar 22nd
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Why wouldn't you stay
why for once wouldn’t you stay instead of succumbing to the the fear that your family would judge and disown you. I wish you had stayed, wrapped in my love I would have never let anyone hurt you. But now … so far away from my reach I cannot protect you and that is the worst fear of all.
Mar 21st
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In a drunken stupor I accidentally bought a bag of regular Cheetos last night. I was so distraught when i realized they weren’t Flaming Hot Cheetos that I ate the whole bag of regular ones out of sadness.
Mar 16th
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All I want is to read my comics. Oh Marvel digital reader and app why do you reject my love?! Just let it wash over you I promise it’s only suffocating for a little bit.
Mar 14th
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It was you
It was always you.  From the moment I touched your skin I knew  That a thousand suns could never explode the same as they did the first time you  laid your lips on mine. I was lost in the creation of star systems powered by my desire for you.
Mar 11th
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“You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via larmoyante)
Mar 7th
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Mar 6th
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Mar 6th
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I remember
Afternoons spent wrapped in each others limps. Tossing and turning to the rhythm of our desire; a story told just for us two. And after the climax we’d rest in the falling action and cool down with a shower. You were so sweet to always jump in before me and get the water to the perfect temperature so I could jump in with you. It is in those afternoons where my day dreams live.
Mar 6th
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Mila Kunis Helps "Petrified" British Interviewer... →
This is divine.
Mar 6th
Mar 5th
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The sea calls to me Whispers my name Beckons me “Come             Let me wrap you in my embrace” So I oblige From Head to heel I let her cold touch devour me And I am whole again.
Mar 5th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 4th
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Nothing is so desolate as the desperation one feels when they are alone in the company of others.
Mar 4th
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“His fingers entwined with a lock of my hair. Back and forth each strand danced...”
–  Excerpt from Proxama
Mar 1st
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So my friend Cecilia becomes friends with Jon...
and because she’s such a good friend she tells him about my stories thus prompting him to read and *gasp* love them. He invites me to come talk about them on The Daily Show at which point I … Wake up. Of course.
Mar 1st
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“As I sit there on the hill I can’t help but enjoy watching bursts of pink and...”
– - Excerpt from my story Proxama.  *I am really excited about this and hopefully you are too ;)
Mar 1st
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“And she wanted for a moment to hold and devour him, wanted his mouth, his ears,...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night (via larmoyante)
Mar 1st
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Mar 1st
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