calling all nostalgia babies
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https://www.facebook.com/alexis.holdaway Hey. So much good has come out of this website and those of you who have sustained it, and this is making me way too…
they glorified the river he dissolved himself into as if it had been a baptism or some devotion other than his flesh to the flora. (Past-tense verbs will be…
You knew you’d regret her Like that suicide letter ‘Cept for this time, dying doesn’t make you feel better.
Get out of my life - or better yet, your own. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We lost touch. I gained feeling. Just something I’ve been thinking about lately.
I’ve picked up the pen to bleed ink that remains. I’d rather drink it than not let these words reach your gaze. Do you still love flowers? Is your soil still…
Dearest Reader~ We are March. Utterly lost. Inundated, then a frozen pause. Thaw. Rinse sins and repeat. What once was warmth has been replaced with raw heat…
Your limbic’s in limbo, hypocritical bimbo. On this next mood swing, I’ll underdog to tomorrow. I’ll take you to the interstate and string you on that…
If you are an Atheist, then I will be too because I can’t stand the thought of Heaven without you.
Quote marks keep me afloat in a sea of catharses. Words’ water wings hug the thoughts that I wrote you anonymously. ~~~~~ Kosher is something that I can’t be…
Forever is a heavy word, I’ve been lifting your weights in secrecy. I downed the medication with a glass half full of curiosity. But the side effects were…
I’d tell you how to get some rest, let the alarms subdue. I’d just be painting sunsets from the moon’s point of view. I wish I could get something for holding…
Your will holds no worth. I want to be in your suicide note.
Maybe if I write letters without the address of the sender, He will not throw them back at me with all my thoughts dismembered. My penmanship’s been better And…
The mother is standing with her back to the girl. Bad Guy comes in and takes the girl without the mother even noticing. Takes her to his house on the coast of…
Albinos are fortunate for everything they view is through rosy eyes. Every star a fuschia firefly. Cardiologists are dumb for everything they do is cuing Cupid…
If I used two nooses to make a venn diagram with the future held in center, Would you take your medicine and get better? Every time I try for a new hand I just…
Sturdy pin, firm grip. Grenades blow graves, but I’d still catch you. Vision dim, bite your lip. Detonate, I’ll choke your skies blue. The man in the moon…
Drowning in your glass half empty, thriving in the most current tide. You’re just a coin, currency. You can’t have the head without those troubling tales…
Children, lover. You and I, undercover. Do you remember the song? So if you’re gonna leave, cut the cord to those you know will love you back, then come home…