Manipulate You

October 22, 2015 § 72 Comments

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The Joker

June 1, 2015 § 10 Comments

    

Puppet

March 23, 2015 § 7 Comments

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Wild Beast

March 9, 2015 § 2 Comments

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Just Friends

May 8, 2014 § 9 Comments

tumblr_mqmx60P5xY1sn9ps0o1_500‘Read me a poem, you’re so good…’
If only you had known how to read,
you never would have left that night.
But you’re a riddler, and riddlers can only rhyme.
This happened long ago— these words I’ve poeticized.

‘Does it hurt you still?’  You questioned.
No. I lied.

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Hero

November 4, 2013 § 13 Comments

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Bloody Baby

April 13, 2013 § 12 Comments

cold_by_vegarden-d487368You stare at your reflection in the mettle shine.

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The thing about him…

April 12, 2013 § 17 Comments

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..was that there was no thing about him. « Read the rest of this entry »

When I die… [Part II]

March 15, 2013 § 31 Comments

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…I hope they think, « Read the rest of this entry »

your little sister

March 12, 2013 § 82 Comments

I Don't CareOne day, your little sister is going to fall for a man who is not kind…
who’s intentions are not pure, a man who treats  her with disregard and disrespect.
You’re going to hate this man. You’re going to want to destroy him. You’ll wonder how one could run off such cowards blood. And in that moment of hate for this man, I hope you remember
you were that same man
to me.
So   instead of looking  him in the eyes, look back at yourself in the mirror—you are the man you now HATE.
Tell yourself, “I don’t care“,  just like you said it to me,  say it [again] for me, for your little  sister, for the man who will treat your sister that way— someday. Tell me how it feels to know your sister is being treated  that way and you are looking at her as she looks at him tears in her eyes begging for sympathy, praying to hold composure, asking God to grant her grace to restrain the fear and keep her pride, and tell us all     YOU DON’T CARE.
Now we all know— you don’t care, you never did, you never will…
but I do— and she does too.
Maybe she’s me, or maybe   I was her. But you’re just that same man, that same man who doesn’t care…
but I did— and she will too.

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