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here is something
I just finished watching a movie. In it the boy has these chances to have everything he wants with the girl he loves and each time he ruins it through his own choices.
Sometimes I will fantasize about being told “I love you” by whatever boy might be prevalent in my life at the time. Most of the time imaginary-me is taken aback, speechless and sorry because she cannot return his sentiments. But there have been occasions, certain boys with whom I could imagine smiling and crying and feeling relieved. The words literally spill out of my mouth in just enough time.
In theory this is perfect. In practice I just want to be with you.
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Half a Heart, Jan McLaughlin and Bruce Webber
she drew in the sand half a heart and spilled wine over the leaves
of summer. driving her car into the seven/eleven she dreamed
of whispering in the ear of a baseball player asking him to
stumble upon her tattoo, a thing not easy in itself to do without
invitation, with half a heart. the dream blue on green,
making yellow in defiance of afternoon sunlight among the thorns
and broken shards of glass without invitation, with half a
heart. she brought him color, and luck of proper wing and sun.
he imagined she loved him despite his illnesses, remembered visits
from her at the asylum on sundays bringing packages of coconut
without invitation, with half a heart. he spends his days asking
only that i never mention her aloud. so i take my box of crayons
and mark over the empty places trying so hard to match the
colors, knowing i will never fool anyone without invitation, with
half a heart.I really like stories where someone is sick like this.
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There are rocks deep enough in this earth that no matter what the rupture, they will never see the surface.
There is, I think, a fear of love
There is a fear of love."Let the Great World Spin, Colum McCann
as Jenna would say: “It’s like a huge fucking OOF all at once, right?” (yep, that’s a direct quote; before this I didn’t know that anyone else said “oof” because people always got confused when I did).
Laura’s posting about this inspired me to actually get my rear in gear and finish it before I start anything else. -
here is something
So I’m dating this guy. That is to say I’m going on dates with this guy. Or at least I think they’re dates. I’ve never been sure about these things. I just know that I can’t decide what to wear and I smile a lot so it must be something at least good. But anyway…
I’m dating this guy. And I like him as a person and I’m telling myself to like him more because I know that he’s a good guy and we’d go well together and he’s not like All The Others most likely and he would go to the Math Midway with me and actually be excited. And he guessed things correctly and damn it’s always so impressive when they do that especially cause so few people actually get these things right (counting this one I can say two, MAYBE three).
So I’m telling myself to like him more and be happy and stop stopping myself from seeing good things. I think it is working. I don’t know if it is right or wrong, though, and I don’t want to hurt any one.
We haven’t even kissed.
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Things I’ve apparently Always Been “in to”:
- house wifery
- the ’50s
- sex
- dead things
- prostitution as a viable career option
- war
- cephalopods
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here is something
Talking about this isn’t making me want it less or even helping to figure out why I want it at all. It might even want it more now, now that I’ve explained it so thoroughly and out loud. And god it’s scary and I hate talking about it and I know it’s really all wrong but shit. Maybe it would be easier to just let this happen. Maybe it would be easier to give everything up.
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here is something
Nearly every promise you make is an empty one.
love notes
these are things that I could not tell you;
things that remind me of you when I want nothing more than to forget;
things that have gone wrong;
things that have gone right;
things that will never happen;
things that are your fault,
my fault,
the faults of no one;
these are things that we did not do and will not let go of
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