Posts Tagged ‘moving on’
cruel to the memories
so although i don’t exactly move until the end of the year, i spent my last two off-days packing and re-packing my room.
and then i realized that i am THE garang guni of memories and all things past.
i dug up the most unbelievable relics. notes addressed to secret code named me (junior high), books with [...]
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Tags: just for kicks, moving on
time
i sip my drink and shove the worries away. i’m getting so good at that.
this tender age, and already, inclined toward melancholy.
i don’t trust happiness. i turn it over as if it were a glass at a flea market, or a rug at a souk, looking for chipped rims or loose threads.
maybe now you understand.
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the things he left behind
i don’t love him anymore.
when i wake up in the morning, he isn’t the first thing i think of – whether i’ll see him, whether he’ll sneak up behind me and hold my hand, whether he’s left me a message telling me he’s coming to pick me up to go for breakfast, or that he’s [...]
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Tags: moving on, baggage
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there will be happiness in time to come.
my happy ending is just around the corner.
fairytales are fictional and perfection does not exist.
“forever” is only a more polite version of “right now”.
life is plagued with contradictions.
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two simple words
the cow in the meadow goes moo
the cow in the meadow goes moo
the farmer picks up his knife and chops him up
and that’s how we get hamburgers
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