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Dec 3

i like to express myself through cupcakes and baking. sounds kind of lame, but hey, story of my life.

iheartkodiecakezz!(:
hellokodie (at) tmail.com

i need to know - this basis
becomes less like running water
more like aching stasis
and your face is no longer
a humble oasis
but more like bereft desert
sand
once covered with water
and my left hand
and i don’t pretend that i didn’t
pre-read the ending
doling out chapters like
pillbox promises fully intending
on undoing some damage and
learning to manage these outbursts
and implosions guilty and gutteral
vocal explosions
i need to know how cool the skin
grows, touching wintered car windows
frost bitten lips and fintertips
and where to go when no one
stitches these acres of our
regret like old-fashioned calico
quilts
.
men on stilts stumbling through hallways
candlesticks brandishes like weapons
like rope, a rest stop between humility
and hope
grab my artifice and strangle the scope
of season we are wading out of
wet feet, broken weathervanes
a empty bottle of antidote
malnourished hearts bulging
through these drumline chest walls
and a plaster cast for all the injured
clairvoyance
of our synchronized
yet clumsy
falls.

(i’m kerry, i write poems like this one, be my pen pal!)

seashelllz (at) gmail.com

Today, I stayed up until 6 am. Slept until 5 pm. Drank a glass of souring milk with my stale cookie. I’ll be up until 2 am, debating whether daydreaming at night about a boy I’ll never meet is as bad as falling asleep and remembering a face I know better than my own. I need some adventure. Or at the very least a distraction.

mtye90 (at) hotmail.com

I am in the process of writing holiday cards. E-mail me at jesksa (at) gmail.com with your address if you’d like to receive one!

Lately, everyone keeps staring at me. I have no idea why. but I secretly kind of like it. because until recently. no one has ever noticed me before. ever.
bee_z1418 (at) yahoo.com

I don’t have a cool quote, or something clever to say but my name’s Ryan and I think we should be friends. Don’t you? SelvRya11 (at) JCPatriot.org

Dec 2

I love you. That’s all there is to it.
I mean it, from the bottom of my heart.
I want the world to know, but will you see it?

dasfinderdonkey (at) gmail.com

I worry that I will just coast through life. That I’ll never accomplish something extraordinary. That I’ll just be average. Does anyone else stress about this?

blueclover56 (at) hotmail.com

I worry. I know that I shouldn’t, and that my time would be better spent doing other things but I’ve had a few situations in my life takeover the part I have yet to live. I should be fearless. How do you overcome the fear of the unknown?

dncflrznmgznz(at)gmail.com

Is it worth it? Is it? Is the reward equal to all the trouble, the confusion, the pain, the heartache?

Of course it is.

davebessom(at)gmail.com

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