March 2012
Mom: LET'S GO I'M READY
: 10 minutes go by
Mom: are you ready yet?????
Me: I've been standing at the door waiting for you for 10 minutes
Mom: Ok I just have to pee and change clothes and water the plants and feed the dogs and cook dinner and swim the english channel
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Reflections on Leap Day 2012
Today, for a lot of reasons, was a day of reflection. I thought a lot about who I was four years ago.
I was a freshman, desperately in love with my best friend, hoping he would notice me. And I was weak - convinced that I could “fix” my depressed friends and family, and I was willing to sacrifice anything in the process.
I thought death was somehow beautiful or cool. It was before...
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February 2012
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me: *leaves room and walks into kitchen*
dad: hey she came out of her hole
dad: it's like you live in a cave
dad: we haven't seen you in a while
dad: it's like you're a gnome or troll or something
dad: you only leave to stock up on food
dad: oh and there she goes
dad: walking right past me with her food
dad: see you in a few days
During a math test
Me: my answer = 23
Answer choices: 17, 19, 26, 36.
Me: well 26 is closer to 23, so that must be the answer.
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Now entering sexual hibernation.
..The only solution to my apparent nymphomania.
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Welp.
I am so sexually confused right now.
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The Seat of Peace
This is the place
Where my best thinking is done
It’s never any fun in the public one’s though
And maybe occasionally in the woods.
But that’s always awkward.
Especially on a slope.
I think and think
While I release myself into the seat of peace
This seat is so white,
and so hard.
Always seems to get the job done and
Free the mind of any hectic
Thoughts.
Some like...
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Just read a poem about a toilet, called, “The Seat of Peace.”
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I have to read a packet of poems for my poetry class. They were all written by my classmates, and we’re supposed to give constructive critism, but, really, all I want to write is, “Just fucking start over.”
This is one gem:
As our summer fades,
Our memories will not.
This summer will always be engraved in my head.
And I will never forget it.
Or this:
But they told me I...
