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it doesnt mean what you think

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im fairly sure that you dont know that though i had been kidding when i said that we should totally rebound off each other, that the thought- it has echoed like a bell in my head.

the broken harmonies that were once the beautiful chords of my life are screeching like the breaks of a car spinning wildly out of control.

im fairly sure that most people dont know that though every time a bell rings an angel gets their wings, every time the bell rings a funeral march is proceeding.

that night i had stumbled into my room. the crash had been terrible- and i had drawn blood down the slide at the children's park afterwards. you wouldnt know the details until that monday after.

marring innocence, that was both of our dealings. you can continue on in the death of the poor girl and how he won't stop it, ill break my childhood dreams again- the doll she gave me looks so much nicer with a tint of red on the pink.

i tasted a memory today. face down on the counter i woke up with tears running down my face. face up, the eyes of the world look the other way anyway.

looking back i realize how little he thought of how things would affect us. though he was too young to remember, watching that girl crush the fish under her foot has stayed with me until this day.

how can i feel so clearly her lips on mine, how can i taste the memory so well, but not even remember what it was about? she said it was a rememory. what a bliss.

dont come back as a ghost and wrap your venomous fingers around my neck, its hard enough to breath already.

i am a hypocrite. telling you to move on, yet here i am standing and drowning in your absence.

you told me about how you used to dread talking to me at times, knowing that id only have sad words to give you. so when i feel that way now i talk in Japanese to you, knowing then you won't understand and we can go on like it was nothing.

a brief absence. only a day. and I still can't figure out if it hurt because:
a)  i was jealous of you
b) i  was jealous of them
c) the thought of her being happy while im stuck here bleeding kills me another day, only to wake again, a zombie
i can't figure it out, please tell me if you do.

i am how i like my tea, mostly bitter with a sweet aftertaste. i thought it was bad enough until i tasted the boiling black coffee that you drink.

my history teacher once told me that if you cant figure out an answer on a multiple choice question, to choose the longest answer. i believe him, as he is a man who deals in history, so he has to be onto something.

you gave me a cough the other day, you said it wasn't contagious. now i cough and cough, though there is nothing in my lungs to cough up. really, i wish your optimism was this infectious.

it is truely a sad day when you realize that you are the child of the broken home that the song has always been sung about

maybe its trying to cough up my heart, thats the only thing that really hurts right now.

i was writing this with the last of my power, and now it is turning off.

even if you bring it back to life, its now locked. do you have the password? i think i forgot it.
none of this means what it seems to.
but which way will you take it?

this includes several people. and don't assume anything based on pronouns.

(c) me happymo phone-aphobia Courtney JoAnne
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:0 I like it JoAnne. Even though I don't quite understand all that it is talking about, it's definitely emotional and the emotions were well conveyed.

Feel better D: