February 2012
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at night
As I heavily sit here in the mist of come and go clutter, I stare at the pallid walls. They wear many markings of times past, not only my own but ones from those who have occupied this apartment before me. In the late hours of the night, I always find myself dwelling on the topic of time. When I imagine all the events that had once happened, I get carried out to the deep waters of my mind and I...
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if i could go any where in the world right now,...
i use to say Italy, Ireland or the Bahamas when i was asked this question, but now i have to say its my house in Jersey.
i wish, more than anything, that when i go home it’s there and not stupid DE.
it kills me that i cant be in my house, all my memories and everything i love is there. it disgusts me that strangers are in my house. it simply isn’t there’s.
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