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Alexis posted an update 2 days, 11 hours ago
I revel in the thought that I am Leanan Sidhe
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Alexis commented on the post, manhattan 2 days, 11 hours ago
My friend is from Manhattan. That city that cultivates dreams and holds them captive within its streets and buildings. Growing on the hopes of its populous.
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Alexis posted an update 1 week ago
loom – everything looms above my head, pressing down upon my psyche in a never ending taunt of unfinished business. I cannot escape from under the mounting pressure and I revel in it. I cannot perceive a world beyond the confines of looming pressures. They mount higher and higher as each day passes, as each thing comes closer to fruition. My head aches, my stomach quakes, my heart sinks. With everything in me, I still cannot escape the cage that traps my fellow guinea pigs. No matter how much I protest, and complain, and project that one day I will be free. I cannot be sure.
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Alexis commented on the post, celestial 1 week ago
At night, I look up at the skies and watch the lights dance above my head. They in an eternal cycel of life, ever changing and never the same as before. The background sky to the show was filled to the brim with specks of light, coming through the black fabric of the universe.
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Alexis commented on the post, headphones 8 months, 1 week ago
Everybody always says “headphones on, world off” but I’m finding that recently even headphones can’t block everything out
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Alexis wrote about the word backpack 1 year, 11 months ago
If you look a the apartment you’ll see cups and plates strewn across the counters and tables, leftover wrappers tucked bewteen the cushions of the couch. The curtains on the window now only percariously attached on one side, letting sunlight stream in. The whole place was in a stated of disaray and yet, a simple [...]
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
Wow I’ve really gotten out of the habit of writing on here everyday, mainly because I haven’t liked the new word, but those are the ones that I really need to, I need to take the challenge. Although there has been a mounting pile of homework that I have yet to make a significant dent in.
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Alexis wrote about the word bones 2 years ago
The internal structure of everyone. No one would like anybody if people could see your bones. If everyone saw what was really inside the world would be completely different.
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Alexis wrote about the word bones 2 years ago
Through her clothes you could see them, protruding out sickeningly. When she walked you wondered hoe the wind didn’t blow her over. No matter what she wore, how baggy it was, you could see them, pronouncing to everyone around her that she needs help. Is anyone actually listening?
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
”When you love someone but it goes to waste”
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
And so I told myself ”You get one big crying session and that’s it, you will get over him after that.”
This is going to be a lot harder than I thought…
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
”Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real”
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Alexis posted an update in the group
dear you…love me: 2 years agoDear you,
How is it that you managed to make me like you again? How is it that this time is somehow irrevocably different? Never before have I had flutters every time I looked at someone, never before has my heart tightened with the mere thought of someone. How is that you managed to do this without even talking to me? I’ve never been emotionally and physically attracted to someone. I actually want to hold you and kiss you; I want to cuddle and just be with you all the time, and yet I can’t. I tell myself I need to get over you because I’ll be going to a different school next year and nothing is going to happen between us yet. So now it’s time for me to get over you…
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
So how is it that just the thought of you brings me to tears when i haven’t cried in months?
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
Lately I keep thinking about you. I don’t think I can see you everyday and just not talk to you; it’s like I can’t just not talk to you. I thought i’d be okay not to try and be with you, but I honestly don’t think I can live with that. This would be one of the times when a friend would say ”you’ve got it bad, real bad.” and I’d agree, because I do. We may only have one month left of school and summer will be hectic and I don’t know if we would ever see each other, but I think that it could be one amazing month. Last time wasn’t fair, I didn’t get to know you and that’s the one thing I regret from last year. I really want you, so badly. It hurts every-time I think about it, my heart is constricting in my chest at this very moment.
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Alexis wrote about the word deadbolt 2 years ago
“What are you talking about?!” My voice cracked, his incredulous accustations filled my head; where was all this talk coming from? My heart ached in it’s cage, tightening and constricting with every word he flung in my direction. He turned his back to me and without a single glance back, he walked out of the [...]
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
Walking along the path I had memorized by heart, I noticed the grass growing in between the cracks in the pavement. I reached his trailer, at the end of the line. The pink flamingo his parents had put stuck in the yard sat there, faded and staring lifelessly at everyone who walked up the path. Before I could raise my hand to knock on the flimsy, plastic door, it swung open. A smile spread across my face as I looked at the boy standing in the doorway. His sky blue eyes, bright with happiness, were partially hidden under his flop of dark brown hair.
”What are you doing with him, Alana? He’s not good enough for you.”
“This is a joke… right?”
”How do you kiss that trailer trash?”
“He doesn’t deserve someone like you, he’s nothing.”All the voices saying of everyone saying that he didn’t deserve someone like me, that he was nothing, vanished the second I saw him. No amount of name-calling could make me any less than the extraordinary boy standing in front of me; the one I had the pleasure to call mine.
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Alexis wrote about the word trailer 2 years ago
Walking along the path I had by now memorized by heart I noticed the grass growing in between the cracks in the pavement. I reached his trailer, the pink flamingo his parents had put up sat there faded and staring lifelessly at everyone who walked up the path to the door.
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Alexis posted an update: 2 years ago
Okay, I need to stop writing about you… I’m about to cry.
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