February 2012
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43 days
and counting… :)
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reconstruction
you and I
on opposite sides
you unwilling to scale
and I’m crying
can I
tear
it down
should I
will either of us
be left
standing
if I did
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I have amazing best friends
“I think years from now you’ll look back at this time of your life and you’ll see that this was your growing up. One of the hardest things about doing that—I mean, really, truly, actually growing up—is that in order to do so we must come to terms with the past. And for a lot of us who didn’t get as kids what we needed to get from the people who were supposed to give it to us, we can’t really...
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sharing the past with someone
for me it’s like looking at an ugly scrapbook, my high school year book and my first resume… :/ ugh at least it makes for good poetry
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The New DADT: The Military’s Ban on Transgender... →
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The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know that I had fallen...
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via theunquotables)
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Treehouse by Cristina Dominguez →
a poem by me, check it out!