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I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
Showing posts with label retail therapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label retail therapy. Show all posts

Sunday, May 24, 2015

It's not a writer's block, it's Retail Therapy babeeyy



... may be jusz a writer's block for anything long and wordy ;-)
... or may be it's jusz about my Tumblr fever, tryin' to be brief and (still) relevant
... or possibly, uhhmmm, jusz me under my regular therapy ;-)


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