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*Coma Girl*

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About Me

What gives me the right to feel set apart? Self induced humility through constant self-analysis. The incongruencies run deep. Never consistent, never equal i strive for equilibrium. I live my life in unbalanced equations searching for x. I know not and feel not the entirety of who i am. I am crawling--wading through the tide to an ocean of deep blue something. Something negates to nothing. I am not nothing. I have substance--a thin easily punctured exterior, covering a densely dark interior. Within i hold potential to glow. Light yearns to leak through my punctured wounds: there would be the release. I compact and contain. I'm still in the dark. "let the light guide...I can be strong" being strong means i can be weak being weak mean i have fear. Knowing fear introduces me to courage. I have courage. I'll find balance in extremes.

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Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 01:17:00 GMT

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I just don't know what I'm doing anymore.
Posted by on Mon, 26 May 2008 22:44:00 GMT

Dirty Laundry.

   Theres clothes on the floor. I just can't bring myself to disturb the peace and put them away. shirts, sweatshirts, shoe's laces and pants all intertwined and happy to just be. It doesn't...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 16:13:00 GMT

just one of those days

It was just one of those days, you wake up and the sun is sitting akwardly on your sheets, there's a stale heat in the air and nobodys in bed next to you. Just one of those days where your eyelids pee...
Posted by on Fri, 02 May 2008 17:01:00 GMT

We rarely see warning signs in the air we breathe

Above all else to thine own self be true... It's hard isn't it? To really be true to ourselves? I feel like so many of us are fading into the continuity of apathy and intolerance. We're the perpetuat...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 21:13:00 GMT

self definition

It amazes me that no matter how hurt you've been you always want things to just go back to how they were because thats what your used to. No matter how much you feel tossed around by someone or hung o...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 13:22:00 GMT

blind.

You can say all you want, the truth is i've never hurt so much before in my life. All the physical and emotional pain has never hurt so much as this heartbreak. I don't even mean it in a defined sense...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 18:25:00 GMT

True affection sinks like a stone

Mirror mirror on the wallset me up for the hardest fallbind my handstie the anchorlet the headline read "her heart's what sank her"
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 20:04:00 GMT

Masturbation and Hurricanes

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Posted by on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 21:00:00 GMT

Diary

"Still the better she could draw, the worse her life got--untill nothing in her real world was good enough. It got so she didn't belong anywhere. I got so nobody was good enough, refined enough, re...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 15:27:00 GMT