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04/01 Direct Link

GROW UP! This is nothing but a game that I don't feel like playing because there's no way out! I tried to help you, tried to warn you- to give you a heads up since I actually sort of cared about your feelings- and you take it as a threat?!
What, do I intimidate you?
Does that piss you off?
Do you think I'm being territorial and bigheaded?

Look, do whatever the heck you want and I swear not to look over your shoulder. But never slap me across the face when I'm trying to give you an honest hand.
04/02 Direct Link

I won't lie.

I hated you that morning when I traveled three hours to an unfamiliar place to see you. I did come to see you- I did- but I guess you never wanted to see me at all. If so, you should have just called instead of talking to me for fifteen minutes without smiling and then taking off to some nonexistent class.

Two years ago is two years ago.

I don't have feelings for you any longer- not that I really had many to begin with. Those that I did have are now definitely gone.

Don't be childish.
04/03 Direct Link
For we know and we have seen that what can be given back in the tangible world is quite a different thing from what we say and do to each other. And I whisper to these things quiet and solid, for my trust I give knowingly to them. I tell them that you have stolen something very precious from me. Unwillingly, you have stolen something that belongs to me. I stand on the edge of the wide-open space, my feet are bleeding and my throat is dry. These clothes are torn and gray.

I want it back. All of it.
04/04 Direct Link
Sometimes I really wish I could be rich. Wake up every morning basking in my silken sheets as golden rays of sun splash amorously upon my soft, smooth, porcelain skin. Marrying the man I love in a church the size of Rome and marvelously decorated, with the reverent boys choir resonating throughout the cathedral with their saintly chants and hymns. Traveling the world as a courageous young woman, tasting the wine made for exotic kings and queens and smiling politely in gratitude.

But then, I would never know the life of a farm girl, and I would not have lived.
04/05 Direct Link
And I can't accept your silence much longer because I don't think sitting around watching the clock waiting for you to call me is very good for me. So I push it away and pretend I never knew you, erasing the sound of your voice from my memory, blunting out the picture of a your name- a word. And I bleed some more. Suppressing feelings has never been this hard. I can make myself forget sounds and tastes but no sharp tool will ever rid me of the remembrance of the sun penetrating your eyes, which make me weep inside.
04/06 Direct Link
Please don't tell me about someone else's lack of backbone when you are completely short of your own. I can't even tell you how many times I've sat and listened to you complain about other people and then watched you turn around and act separately of any moral fibers that might possibly exist within you. I just can't anymore- can't hear about the things you do. Daily, you act upon double standards- doing things you preach fire and brimstone against. I love you and I want to see you walk the right path, but I can't hold your hand anymore.
04/07 Direct Link
Nine- time to close. I looked toward the door once more, hoping you would come bursting in, but the whole place was quiet, and there I stood, alone in my green apron with my hands in my pockets and my heart in my throat. I thought, "She's not coming..." I whispered it to the stagnant air in front of me. She didn't come. She forgot about me. She forgot. I ran into the back room and hugged my coat while the glassy tears dripped somberly down my cheeks and crashed to the floor, making me painfully aware of my aloneness.
04/08 Direct Link
I can't vouch for this much longer. I feel like a frayed rope about to snap and it's miserable having the responsibility that I have. I do know that I can keep going but it's a matter of motive. Can I take a break? No, I'll never come back. This is what we've defined self-discipline to be, and I'm wishing now that my thoughts would record themselves so that I didn't have to sit here every day. I go through dry spells, and now I'm dry. I'm dry weekly. It will be like this until I'm passionate about something new.
04/09 Direct Link
And in order to find God, we do not have to leave the world, and to plunge into some kind of mystical void. On the contrary, Christ is looking at us through the eyes of all those whom we meet. Once we recognize his universal presence, all our acts of practical service to others become acts of prayer.

Christ is looking at us through the eyes of all those whom we meet. Christ is looking at us through the eyes of all those whom we meet. Christ is looking at us through the eyes of all those whom we meet.
04/10 Direct Link
It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell. It's been such hell.
04/11 Direct Link
It's one of those situations where no one will ever really know the truth, and no one really cares to know it. They will cast judgments at you until they see you crumble and fall. It's all you can do to ignore it. It's all you can do to just try to appear like you're not affected by what they say. It's all you can do to slip away into the shadows and hope they won't talk about you when you're gone. It's just the way humans are- determined to see the bad intentions within each other. And I'm crushed.
04/12 Direct Link
And this is what kills me in the end- your selfishness. I'm nauseous- you've made me realize how truly disgusting you can be- and rude. This is my only defense now when you're in the other room thinking about how to please only yourself, pig. To get away from you is paradise found, and the rays of sun shoot down all around me and I feel okay. But you are the gray clouds that hover close by and they forever burden me. But I am not afraid of them- I can see right through you. You're failing inside, you're collapsing.
04/13 Direct Link
I can't believe I cried it doesn't matter does it no but that meant so much to me it was just like the truth withheld and no one ever told me for eighteen years until they thought I could handle it it's not a big deal things have changed but then again it is a big deal it is important to me it is going to effect me I was misled all these years and see I have no one to tell I need to tell someone but I promised her I wouldn't I'll just move on just move on.
04/14 Direct Link
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04/15 Direct Link
Ew. You're really gross. Look down or get behind me so I don't have to see your face. I can't even put words to how much I don't like looking at you- not just your face- all of you. You don't walk- you stride and strut like you own the place, and it's so arrogant. You don't smile- you mock everyone else's happiness and there's no other way to put it- you're a pompous snob and I know you're miserable. You should be grateful to me. I was the only reason you have friends.

No one likes you.

Get lost!
04/16 Direct Link
Today's words are referenced to www.FunnyPoets.com!

There once was a poet named Dan,
Whose poetry just would not scan.
When pointed out why,
He said with a sigh,
"I know, because I try to fit every last syllable on the last line that I can."

Once a guy put his finger in a socket,
he got shocked and flew round like a rocket.
He burnt off all his hair,
was taken to intensive care,
now he keeps his hands in his pocket.

In spite of his eyes that don't match,
I think he's a pretty good catch.

The End!

GREAT.
04/17 Direct Link
There are so many people in this world that set you up for failure and you have no control over the outcome whatsoever.
They have traps set all around you, so no matter which way you turn, your foot is going to the snare.
All you have to do is be yourself around someone. Everyone has different ways of relating to different people.
Just because I am quiet, I am not a snob- which seemingly coincides with being rich. I was being quiet because she was loud. And it doesn't matter how big my house is. It's personality, not circumstance.
04/18 Direct Link
It just isn't right that you're up on the stage and I'm down here admiring you. I think you need to come down here and stand next to me. Then you and I could leave together and get fast food after the show. We could sit across from each other at Denny's I could smile as we gaze into each other's pretty eyes. But instead, you're hardly aware of my existence and you have merchandise to sell and hotels to book across the country. I can feel you boarding the bus now and my heart is shattering. You'll forget me.
04/19 Direct Link

CORPORATE AMERICA, STARBUCKS.
They are the same word.
And both have me enslaved.
I hate their policies,
I hate their hypocrisy, and most of all,
I hate their followers.

I hate it how The Customer is Always Right even when they are horribly in the wrong, and
I hate it how I am supposed to reward customers with a Free Beverage Certificate for changing their order after I've made their drink and for blowing up in my face because I didn't make it decaf.

WELL YOU NEVER SAID DECAF.
YOU'RE HILARIOUSLY WRONG.
AND ALSO, I HATE YOU.
GO DROWN YOURSELF.
04/20 Direct Link
What is this star-crossed generation? Because it's not real, all of these children running around with their pants too tight and painted tears dripping from beneath their thick-rimmed glasses. There's something despondent, something disconnected, something pretend about their music. It plants seeds in their minds, telling them to grieve over imaginary problems- dumping fuel onto brush fire. Something sad, something badly amiss, that I am watching as my generation hangs by a noose from their bedroom ceiling fans. We are letting sentiment ruin the foundations of living. We are smiling while our kids hide in their closets slitting their wrists.
04/21 Direct Link
So he would sulk and drink and mope
and cross his arms and hope to die.
And then a fairy came one night
to bring this sorry boy to life.
She pulled some strings
and spun him about.
That boy sprang up
and began to shout,
"My arms, my legs, my heart, my face they're alive!" What have I done?
You're no lover, and I'm no fighter."

She knew about those wooden boys-
it's empty love to fill the void.
"Pinocchio! Oh boy, how your nose has grown!"
So he would cry, "Liar, liar!"
04/22 Direct Link

You are not going to listen to me.

You're incapable of saying no without someone holding your hand.

You are so imbedded in this relationship and you do not want to hear what I have to say. But unless you cut off all ties with him, you will keep getting hurt.

I'm sorry if you feel like I'm stepping on your toes- I'm painfully aware that telling you this is running the risk of losing your friendship.

But I am willing to take that chance as a last-ditch effort to help you see what you cannot see on your own.
04/23 Direct Link
To say yes would mean that I was desperate. Is it bad to be desperate though? He's not a horrible person, but he's not exactly what I want either. And I don't think I can trust him. But he sure does drive me crazy, and that's good. I need a man to make me furious but at the same time madly in love. He's just what I'd like in a guy. Quiet, cushy, sensitive, and unfortunately, prideful (that's where he gets his zing.)

I can't trust him. I know I can't. But it's going to be hard to say no.
04/24 Direct Link
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04/25 Direct Link
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04/26 Direct Link
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04/27 Direct Link
If you were here on my side of the world, the birds would chant much more sweetly. I left you in England. I remember the angle that the sun hit my face from your bedroom window, the warmth of the carpet where the sun hit the floor.
I miss you.
I would be very much like the sea without no breeze, like the top of a mountain but with no view, like a very long road through a barren land with no twists and turns to stir my senses- had I not you to water the ground of my soul.
04/28 Direct Link
So Rita sits in the corner of the coffee shop, struggling inside, trying to look interested in her book. But really she is wondering where he is, why he's late, what he's doing. She misses him. Then she looks up and notices his car, parallel parking. He's here. Then a girl steps out of the passenger's side- she's beautiful. In the coffee shop, Rita's chest begins to burn with rage. The couple is walking away now. She would chase after him, but she knows she's lost this time. She puts down her book and gets up to order another coffee.
04/29 Direct Link
No one would love me if they knew all the things that I hide.

I shut the door and veil myself from the world. These are my secrets. The things know one sees. I pretend not to know them, but secrets make friends, and so I've come to love them. I'm human. I'm a criminal. And riddled with shame, I search my pockets publicly, eager to come up empty-handed.

I'm not telling.

But I pull out my hidden world- my lies, steals, hatreds, borrowed and buried treasures. Everyone stands in shock around me. They hate me because they hate themselves.
04/30 Direct Link
It's not fair. You're gone and now I can't breathe. I watch your car roll down the road, and you wave goodbye with a smile pasted handsomely on your face, the car horn echoing cheerfully but with every painful connotation of being alone here, far from where you will be. It's not fair that you're leaving for Russia. It's not fair that I'm innocently plunging into despair over your absence. But most of all, it's not fair that you don't want me. You go away and rolling thunder gently takes your place, lightning striking my heart and making me weep.