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Joined: July 9, 2012
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Birthday: December 31
user id: 316083
Location: Louisiana
Gender: F

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Dear God,
make me a bird.
So I can fly far.
Far, far away from here.

Quotes by pensée*

MORE          TIME.

Remember the day you burst? They all expected the awful color of blood, but I knew better. We all ended up watching stardust and light. You always knew how to make a grand entrance.

               Life is either a dream or a frenzy, inside an 


how like
         SMOKE REVERSED I         
transform from thin air into BURNING THING.


It happens in degrees. Water level receding, oxygen one lungful at a time. The guilt quieter, rounder at the edges: I go days without thinking of you once—later, weeks.

 It's peeling oranges and tasting the sweet before the sting, it's looking out the window and watching birds fit back into the sky, one by one.

This is me releasing your hand, one finger at a time, until all the warmth has run away, because I'm no longer afraid of the cold.

It happens in degrees. The sun rising in shades of gold, me rising with it.


Don't let them
cut away your thorns
in order to deem you
a better rose.
Indeed for other people in a sense I don't exist. I am the color of dead leaves, like certain unnoticed insects.

When you’re twenty-one, life is a roadmap. It’s only when you get to be twenty-five or so that you begin to suspect you’ve been looking at the map upside down, and not until you’re forty are you entirely sure. By the time you’re sixty, take it from me, you’re…lost. —Stephen King

ill go back to black.


How can a man who's warm
understand one who's freezing?