December 2011
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thehandstandblog: Bitch, I ain’t no Barbie. 6am drive thrus with that guy I date. I intimidate him with my stolen white girl rhymes.
Dec 26th
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Solitary, two.
Am I just in some cubicle in space time? A virtual reality ride That I’ll have to try and describe to my friends upon returning to “reality” but with every adjective they become less interested? If so, what a terrible god damn shame of a waste because this life of mine is beautiful and I want the world to know its taste. 
Dec 24th
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Solitary.
I think my biggest fear is being the only one that perceives life the way I do. That I’ll never be able to sufficiently express it to anyone  ‘cause language just isn’t enough  and I can’t give you my visions.   Also I fear that if it were to end I’d be alone in that , too.
Dec 24th
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Boundaries, or a lack there of.
“Indulge me, while I speculate, half-seriously, that bacterial [asexual] life is one of near constant bliss, akin to a perpetual state of sexual union with the  universe.  When we humans engage in sexual intercourse we recover, for a few moments, a state of being that was once the baseline of existence in a time of greater union and less separation. When we ‘make love’ we let...
Dec 21st
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Lost Chronicles #1 December 20, 2010
I know they say not to judge but your cover gave you away and I knew exactly what to expect .I cheated. Put my thumb hard to your leaves and pressed. A fan of pictures and headlines and plot twists all jumped out to my curious eyes. You gave me your story all in one night. 
Dec 21st
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the endless corridor.
tongue tied and twisted confused beyond logic should have me committed living at somewhat chronic yet mystic levels of perception. Damn me to hell, I admit it, that at a nightmare’s reception I abandon the infinite and I’m left rather lonely and fatalistic. Solidity is rejected Blurred lines get intercepted by new lines by fine lines by old lines Inception. How can I break out of a...
Dec 20th
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Dec 18th
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bruised apples: It’s like we operate at a lower... →
happathy: It’s like we operate at a lower frequency than most people, we’re the legion of the tired and the traumatized. We are truth-seekers, none of the generic answers to life will work for us because our lives have been filled with complications. Those cheap answers that most people can swallow, they’re useless to us because we’ve seen so many facets of humanity. We’ve experienced...
Dec 15th
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