| i'm steph and i make too many mistakes. i write a lot. if i didn't, my thoughts would be a mess. we're definitely going to hell, but we'll have all the best stoires to tell. painting calms me down and photographs capture moments that are beautiful. i wish i was really really good at something. |
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My MotherMy mother always was a very judgemental woman. “The Germans and Swiss are all Nazis,” she once said. When I told her that sweeping statements like that could be considered racist, she gave me a withering look and told me to stop being so ‘PC’.My Mother
I wasn’t being ‘PC’; she wasn’t being fair.
My mother believed that if you came from a bad family, you were a terrible person. If your parents hadn’t married they were whores, who were living in sin, and if they smoked and drank a lot they were common.
I don’t think she’d heard of just having fun.
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Cornfields of AbsenceYou never used to ask for anything, or expect anything. So when you did ask and you did expect, and you even threw in a spiteful little comment – ‘A month, Steph’ – I could have cried. But instead, I merely concurred and slipped my body further into your bed, eager to make the most of the little time we had before necessity dragged you away from me.Cornfields of Absence
Desperation comes across in kisses. But for some reason mine were misinterpreted. How could you understand how little I was looking forward to the end of the day, when the sun sank into the earth and the moon was clouded with rain yet to fall? I tried to explain wi
by ~Arianrhode
I'm So Cold Without Youbones shudder heart pumps weakly; my summer left when you did.I'm So Cold Without You
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Promises and Hopes.'You are the reason I live. You are everything to me. I'm sorry for anything I've ever done to hurt you.'Promises and Hopes.
The weight of your secret weighed heavy on my shoulders and I crumpled under the strain. Not only once. More. I was your world and I was collapsing because of it. I'm not strong enough to carry this around, alone.
'I'm in control. I can stop whenever I want.'
Oh yes, I'd heard this one before. Oh yes, I'd heard it from myself. Now look at me.
'If I'm thinner, everything will be better.'
But darling, who decides what defines thinner? I would say that you are thinner. Thinner
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I'm So Cold Without You
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I would like to see people refusing to work in any job they felt was wrong. I would like to see work dodgers: honorable and brave people who refuse to continue to feed this monstrous culture
-Chris Busby
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30 amnesias; après moi, le déluge. Je suis désolé.
These seconds are life, so let's spend them right.
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four sins past sainthood,
it's like i'm dying to forget
all the sleepless nights,
lying perfectly alone and still.
i can drink 'till victory,
i'll drink to the mighty,
drink until i die,
or at least until the sunrise.
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you are just so hard to please and you always change your mind...
go sort out your head and heart before you mess with mine.
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30 amnesias; après moi, le déluge. Je suis désolé.
These seconds are life, so let's spend them right.
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you are just so hard to please and you always change your mind...
go sort out your head and heart before you mess with mine.
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I would like to see people refusing to work in any job they felt was wrong. I would like to see work dodgers: honorable and brave people who refuse to continue to feed this monstrous culture
-Chris Busby
As usual thank you ever so for the favourites, it still makes me feel wonderfulllllll
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It’s a bit hard to love me when you’re dead.
From your devious friend,
Chelsea.
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