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whitewashed girlhere is a whitewashed girl with the blue eyes that get so many compliments just like backyard swimming pools she has drawn her hands on and it is not enough she can feel her wrists struggling to come undone and she is imperfectwhitewashed girl
grinding her bones to wishing powder, she wonders how much her heart weighs since it can't be that important and it would split cement into a smile if she could lose those pounds
everything is white in suburbia just like that hospital she turns towards when she kneels and pop her pills and the sterility will make you sicker than
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negative spacei cant write on unlined paper. i can feel the way my pencil point is seeking a sidewalk and finds only a far away open road like the winter i spent in new hampshire when i was five or the first boy i ever kssed. i remember making snow angels with my brother and i remember making soft silky promises and i know that both of them have melted towards the ocean by now. words melt too melt into scrawling lines melt into just enough mercury to undo my mind melt into the silver linings that pelt us through spring. i long for the stability of a lined sheet of paper. the lines cut across it like lanes of a pool that could contain some small droplets ofnegative space
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- Interests: Music, My Laptop
- Favourite movie: The Princess Bride
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"you, lauren, are going out into the woods to escape the sun, to take photographs, to get ideas for your writing, which is your passion. That's beautiful." - Brandon
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"you, lauren, are going out into the woods to escape the sun, to take photographs, to get ideas for your writing, which is your passion. That's beautiful." - Brandon
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with love from a girl named taite
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"you, lauren, are going out into the woods to escape the sun, to take photographs, to get ideas for your writing, which is your passion. That's beautiful." - Brandon
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with love from a girl named taite
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"you, lauren, are going out into the woods to escape the sun, to take photographs, to get ideas for your writing, which is your passion. That's beautiful." - Brandon
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I have learned that beauty has to flourish in the light
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