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I was prepared for everything except watching love die.

Tears

No matter how compelling, they don’t actually change anything. Your choices, actions, and words are the only things that hold that sort of magic. Get up.

Poor

Lately I’ve been reminiscing the simplicity of weighing out dimes and twenty sacks on an old Tupperware container that doubled as a coffee table. My only concerns back then were wondering how long before the cops came to kick in my door or coming up short. The place was wreck, and my life as a whole wasn’t much better—but you knew where you stood. Now, I’ve gotten older and the lines have become blurred more and more with age. The realities of this world, and the next, have settled in—and I find myself missing the simplicity of harder days. I miss the ignorance of my youth.

No Illusions

For once, there’s no illusions, everyone can see the bleeding wounds. At least they know from the very beginning, and the choice becomes theirs to make—whether to run or be bleed on. Strangely, most choose the blood.

Fairytales

When we’re young, we want to believe that love is enough. Reality is a little more complicated than that though. When we grow up, most of us just want a grand gesture that compels us to unpack all of the boxes for once. Maybe, because someone cares enough to try, then real love can be grown from the gesture.

Killer

In this life, you do not get to stop a beating heart without suffering for it. Life is a divine gift, to take it—regardless of what form it takes—incurs a debt you can never repay. Practice peace at all costs.

Hell

Hell is a pretty simple place. It’s reliant on hope just to exist. Forsake the sense of hope and it vanishes. At the very least, it allows you to focus on the way out.

Siren II

You need to know that you are the one calling the storm. It’s you, and he’s speaking—it would be wise of you to listen.

Locks

Pieces of the mechanisms are slowly turning and clicking into place.

Tropes

I know it’s bad, but god damn it I love a good cliché.

Bloodhound

In my dog’s old age, she has become more and more opposed to meeting new dogs. Honestly, I’ve never related more to an animal in my life.

8th Grade

As a child, literature and poetry meant nothing to me—but Ms. Duncan looked amazing in those sweaters. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and suddenly—by the Grace of hormonal magic—I cared about English.

The Siren

Please Love—just let me bleed in peace.

Fast Forward

The world spins faster and faster. Preach patience and yet you press fast forward. Pick one.

Note to Self

Self induced lobotomies are frowned upon by society.

Purgatory

The surreal’s novelty wore off a long time ago. It’s a lot more gray in here than I thought it would be. The echoes definitely give you migraines. But more than anything—frankly—it’s boring as shit in here.

Reality

The truth is that the only people who even remotely catch my attention are the ones with crazy amounts of confidence. The people who genuinely just reach out and latch onto the things and people they want because they’re aware of the game we’re all playing.

Music

Somewhere along the way, I just quit giving a fuck. I wasn’t happy with the story that was written for me. I threw away my gifts and my last modicum of kindness followed them in to the fireplace. Now, I crank it as high as it can go and watch a silent movie unfold before me.

The irony is—I can’t stand musicals.

Vermont

It’s rare that I encounter someone with that sort of grinning intuition. She knows everything not said, and sees through the things that are. God I can’t wait to see what she pulls off in this life. The one thing I’m sure of is that if she desires it, the whole world will know her name.

Black Widow

I mourn more lives of those I’ve loved in a year, than there are federal holidays.