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Lights off thrown onto the bed ripped my shirt off straddled arms and legs pinned pleading angering him crying hands around my neck my hands clawing at his trying to throw him off twisting turning my hair tangling pulling getting up he grabs it wrenching me back tossing me across the bed I fall off try to get up to open the door screaming for help for him to stop I LOVE YOU why are you doing this please hands around my throat my hands searching the floor for the broken glass finally he stops just as I start to see black my lungs exploding with air I crawl away he picks up a piece of the broken bed frame hits me on the side of my head I pick up a beer bottle readying myself he laughs and leaves and I wait for my chance I run naked hearing him scream after me I’M GOING TO KILL YOU

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Again he pins me down screaming at me accusing in vain palms hitting the sides of my head my ears over and over and over I give up pleading it only angers him more I resign to my fate accepting death wishing for it IS THIS HOW HE TOUCHES YOU clothes ripped off spit in my face sharp prickly velcro ripped across my nipples my labia I scream fists hitting my head my ears throbbing knuckles smashed in drawer repeatedly flips me over wraps the sheet around my hands and neck pulling tightening metal rod whipping my back and ass same spot over and over rape rape rape hair pulled out rape YOU WILL SELL YOURSELF TO ALL OF MY FRIENDS YOU CUNT I NEVER LOVED YOU BITCH WHORE choking me sodomy alarm goes off  he gets up I lay there bleeding torn bruised swelling I look in the mirror see my face welts black eyes swollen to twice its normal size my ears huge I cry he drags me into the shower it burns pills shoved down my throat I sleep

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Miniature Hitchhiker’s Guide pt.1

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Miniature Hitchhiker's Guide pt.2 Scrapbook paper, dura-lar paper, card stock, Gelly Roll pens, and brads.

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I made a thing

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Whatever we do and however it may be and no matter how far we go, at the end of the day we have to lie down and sleep, it's inevitable. There's a leash around our necks, the fatigue that holds us to the earth finally pulls us to it and we fall, always, that's the way it is. It's the elastic of death.

Gaetan Soucy

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Virgo & Pisces

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I blame you tumblr, for the night I'm about to spend binging on doctor who and the subsequent bags under my eyes.

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The heart dies a slow death Shedding hope like leaves Until there is none left.

Memoirs of A Geisha

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I ‘heart’ poems when they resonate with me, not because they write appropriately and follow the rules set by dead people. So keep writing please. Any style, silly or smart, grammatical errors and all!

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I need to start bringing my moleskin to work. Since I usually have every excuse not to write once I get home.

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