summer
@eeyoeyo
but what does it even matter if my intentions are never good? my road to hell isn't paved with good intentions- or bad -it's just my road.
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Eylül 2016 tarihinde katıldı
the field
I allowed myself to close my eyes. Soon, I drifted to sleep. No nightmares, no visions of men come to haunt me or scared little boys rocking forward and back. No sickness over the things I had or had not done. Only assurances that I was good, that I did what I should have, that Lee was all right now—all those sweet words whispered into my ears.
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good things take time
“When I was young,” I said, “I did a horrible thing. And I’m afraid that it’s followed me here.”
I thought it might ruin everything, just speaking those words. Letting them know that I was not perfect. I was not good. They’d realize they were mistaken to have ever thought I was someone to befriend.
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celebration
I wanted a kind of logic. A reason. An assurance that things worked the way they were supposed to. Creatures lived and they died and sometimes they returned in a different form. Sometimes they haunted the living, and sometimes they let us be.
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celebration
I felt like a girl from a novel or a movie. I felt like a girl from a different time. And all the while I told myself, Remember this feeling. How perfect this is.
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lessons
Tiny bright stars studded the black sky, more of them and brighter than I’d ever seen.
Boom, boom, boom beat my heart.
I was not afraid of anything.
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