Rlly?
Srsly?
Dear God,Thought I'd give youDear God,
a break. This year,
I'm Atheist.
Merry Christmas, M.S.
Memories of ChildhoodIf I jumped off the couch, I flew Monsters lived under the bed Anything my big sister said was true And at the sight of me, the cat fled The walls were my notebook No one was taller then my dad My mom gave me "the look" And for some reason, I was never mad Man, those times were great I'd almost mistake them for heaven Guess growin' up is our awful fate But I'll always miss being sevenMemories of Childhood
the color of glowing"you can't borrow halos from other people, because that's like stealing their sunshine, once you take it you can't give it back. besides,the color of glowing
you can't steal someone's sunshine, only be their rescue."
she outlines her bones in permanent marker and colors them in with rainbows. she sits by the window waiting for the shimmer of midnight
air to chill (and maybe straighten) her spine and she'll cover
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