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i want to dissolve dissolve into my sea of tears dissolve into my everlasting fears i want to fade from existence slowly carefully i want to be able to say goodbye but i want to leave i want to dissolve into a sea of tears into a sea of me

Posted By celeste On 05.01.2013 @ 7:15 pm

The subwys are crowded. Silk shifts with wool jackets and people collide. I crane my neck above the people. Where could she be? She has been here every morning, Starbucks coffee in hand. She is glued to her blackberry. I have been working up the courage to talk to her for the past month. The next day i found out that a pretty, successful young woman leapt from a balcony. She was beautiful but miserable.

Posted By Celeste On 04.19.2013 @ 2:51 pm

what does it mean to have sanctity how do you reach such a level of purity how can i fix myself to be as perfect as possible to be holy to be whole what can i do

Posted By celeste On 02.15.2013 @ 12:18 am

when you think something is wrong you must speak against it you must help people understand it is wrong use words that you deem fit

Posted By celeste On 01.27.2013 @ 9:53 am

size doesn’t matter a mind is a terrible thing to waste and a waist is a terrible thing to mind all my friends feel too big always trying to get smaller they look perfect they look fine they’re absolutely beautiful in my eyes and they don’t see it

Posted By celeste On 01.15.2013 @ 3:34 pm

What is the end? I don’t even know anymore. When people talk about the end, I don’t know what to think. I think about the world ending, or people dying. But nothing really does end. Does it? Who knows. I wish we could all just get along. Then nothing could end. Especially friendships. Gosh I hate that. Help.

Posted By Celeste On 01.13.2013 @ 4:27 pm

What is the end? I don’t even know anymore. When people talk about the end, I don’t know what to think. I think about the world ending, or people dying. But nothing really does end. Does it?

Posted By Celeste On 01.13.2013 @ 4:26 pm

What is the end? I don’t even know anymore. When people talk about the end, I don’t know what to think. I think about the world ending, or people dying. But nothing really does end. Does it?

Posted By Celeste On 01.13.2013 @ 4:26 pm

july

Posted By celeste On 12.07.2012 @ 10:58 pm

i’ll run away to a high place a place far away from all people i want to put a distance between me and everything anything that makes me feel bad so yeah. everything. i want to get away.

Posted By celeste On 12.06.2012 @ 4:26 pm

they sit by themselves thinking their own thoughts wrap up in a reality and reality where we’re not we’re not there we’re non existent we don’t cause problems we don’t add on to the stress we don’t make their life any more of a mess

Posted By celeste On 11.09.2012 @ 9:35 am

Joyous levels of interchangeably variated senses filled with bubbling forward sending vibes. Contentment.

Posted By Celeste On 10.07.2012 @ 12:01 pm

Lets combine me and you lets be together but let it be the truth Lets not hide it Lets not pretend it does exsist Lets be together Lets coexist It’ll be me and you No one else Just me and you I’ll be there when you need help When you need to talk When you need to laugh All of me will be there For all of you

Posted By celeste On 10.03.2012 @ 7:01 am

All the losses didn’t mean anything. They didn’t care. As long as they got to trudge home together and have some of Eric’s moms famous spaghetti. As long as they had that and their dirty hats that made them feel older and cool, none of it mattered.

Posted By Celeste On 07.30.2012 @ 5:36 pm

Chew chew pop Chew it when you’re running and its hot Blow bubbles sticky and sweet Stick it on the bottom of tables in sheets Chew Chew pop you never never stop

Posted By celeste On 07.26.2012 @ 8:57 am

chewy soft. hurts my jaw to chew. i hate when it loses flavor. i love bubble gum. it smells amazing. i buy a brand new pack every time i go to an airport. chewing helps your ears not pop.

Posted By Celeste On 07.25.2012 @ 6:51 pm

bats soar through the night, searching for tiny food fluttering and buzzing through the night sky. eats and munches the tiny annoying blood suckers, keeps them away from us. voices reflect off the bugs and into their ear, so subtle for us to hear. wonderfully unique, creatures of the night.

Posted By Celeste On 07.17.2012 @ 2:52 pm

its always been the same story replayed and replayed. I left because I was scared what the future held and what was coming my way. I never thought I could affect a person so much with how I thought or what I said.

Posted By Celeste On 06.28.2012 @ 11:33 am

I sip my straw in sunny days Sprite, cola, lemonade All the refreshments in my cup Summer time pools & tanning I sip my straw on sunny days

Posted By Celeste On 06.14.2012 @ 1:03 am

One day, not long ago, a simple thing happened, in a coffee shop. A boy caught a girls eye, he was sitting behind a computer screen, secretly he was watching her too. He made her a character, in a novel he was writing. He always went to public places and saw people and wrote about them. It was a hobby of his. Oh yeah, his name is Adam. Adam is a writer. A struggling writer. He lacks motivation, little did he know, he was documenting about his motivation. It,-his motivation was in that very same room. She was glowing. Her hair, her skin, all of her. She had ruby red hair, and green eyes. The most eccentric looking person you’d ever see. Her name was Lily. She looked like space.

Posted By Celeste On 06.13.2012 @ 4:04 am

We’re the ones that see it all live We get to experience that overwhelming feeling of seeing the most famous people before anyone else We live at a fast pace Always getting new stories Always try to get to the audience first WE are reporters

Posted By celeste On 05.30.2012 @ 2:33 pm

i cant capture it, why my hands reach so close.

Posted By Celeste On 03.28.2012 @ 3:30 pm

i capured the light i lost, i found i found again i captured it in my hands. i will not loose you this time

my friend, the light i can not loose you this time.

Posted By Celeste On 03.28.2012 @ 2:53 pm

little girls are put into pageants and dressed up like dolls. their innocence and child hood is just taken away. Why would a little kid need makeup and jewelry hair spray or heels? all this is too much stress for a child so small. im not gonna say i totally hate pageants but i dont love them…

Posted By celeste On 03.19.2012 @ 8:16 pm

i’ll get glue and tape and string and pins, needles and threads and staples and i’ll put you back together piece by piece. i will and you won’t feel sad anymore and i’ll love you and you’ll love you and you’ll be happy and i’ll hug you and you’ll leave the people that are doing you harm and you’ll come with me to canada and when we’re 50 we’ll die, go to the heaven house and- you have no idea how much i miss you.

Posted By celeste On 03.17.2012 @ 11:46 am

sooo our social studies teacher told us about this guy who set us a stand and he was all getting all these people to sign a petition against woman suffrage xDD hahaha they all thought he meant suffering oh gosh… xD i love my s.s. teacher

Posted By celeste On 03.13.2012 @ 5:06 pm

Brunch is my favorite meal. From the mimosas and afternoon sundresses nothing could be better. To make it even better he was there. He sat two tables away from me. He smiled as he ordered his coffee. “With milk please.” he added.

Posted By Celeste On 03.08.2012 @ 6:47 pm

do you remember those days when we’d walk around the track just talking? And fighting. and crying. and wondering things and worrying about things. worry more than an average 5th grader should have to worry. i remember that track. i remember the talking and fighting and crying. and i miss it. i miss it all. we were younger. happier purer and simpler.

Posted By celeste On 02.18.2012 @ 7:42 am

lets speed down the runway and go accidentally fly off into the vastness of space. we’ll build a house on a far away planet. just you and i. we’ll become kings and queens and reign over the lovely new-planet-people. we’ll make them sweaters and teach them how to dance :3

Posted By celeste On 01.21.2012 @ 8:29 am

a dozen of eggs for you for me i get 9 you get 3 we’ll bake a cake for you and me a dozen of eggs from the market up stream many cakes we will cook using mothers old cooking book a dozen cakes with a dozen of eggs you’ll sleep tight, the thought of sweets in your head

Posted By celeste On 01.07.2012 @ 9:56 am