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Zig Zags | Hailey
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Things to do When You're Upset. Weeks ago, I would have pointed at you and said, "That kid over there? He's my best friend.". Now you're not even around for me to point at. Weeks ago, you would have read this blog post within three. Days of me putting it up. Not I'm not sure you'll ever see it. I'm sorry to everyone reading this, because I know the last thing you want me to write about is him. But I don't think he's him. Anymore, and that should at least make you feel a little better. When you come back.
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Life Unpublished: Mr. Perfect
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Every Day. Every Post. My Story Becomes a Little Less Secret. Sunday, September 7, 2014. Me: Why do I fit so perfectly in your arms? Him: Maybe you were made that way. It was spontaneous. It was perfect. Yeah I just came inside from that. Now back to reality. Because I can not get him out of my mind, here is to you Mr. Perfect. 9829; there's no reason but him ♥ he is the reason I love him ♥. Yes Cliché I know. I talked about love. Get over yourself. September 8, 2014 at 3:09 PM. Link back to Writers Paris.
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Dante's Inferno: Basically
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Sunday, December 28, 2014. I don't think you exist anymore. You used to send me pictures of limos and nice cars and beautiful people from beautiful places you got to go. Telling me one day you'd bring me here, to experience it all. It felt like a dream. And I'm starting to believe it was. Before the cameras and traveling and beauty. I guess you forgot about me. Again. We used to talk on the phone for hours our conversations slowly turning from horses to music to modeling. I don't think you exist anymore.
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Dante's Inferno: Start to Sew
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Sunday, November 23, 2014. With my best friend. About whether or not. I have a heart. I do think I have one. It's just so battered. That it's barely recognizable. And I hate people seeing it's condition. That if someone sees it. They will tell me it's beyond fixing. And it is better left untouched. So I keep it under lock and key. I'll give this person the key. I only hope they'll take a look. And instead of walking away. They'll hold it tenderly. And start to sew. November 25, 2014 at 1:07 PM.
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Dante's Inferno: Wish You The Best
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Saturday, October 25, 2014. Wish You The Best. This song has been stuck in my head for about a week. I think it is beautiful. Hauntingly beautiful, but amazing nonetheless. It makes me think about a lot of people. My birth parents. My adoptive father. Too many friends to count. Some of the people have found their way back, and I am grateful for that. But some of them. well I wish them the best. October 26, 2014 at 7:26 PM. One of my favorite songs. October 27, 2014 at 1:05 AM. Alice S. Blackwell.
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Dante's Inferno: In The End
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Sunday, November 9, 2014. I have spent the last two days in severe pain. So this is going to be short and sweet. Nature always runs it course. No matter what we have to say. Or what we do. The flower will always bloom. The wolf will always howl. And the leaves will always fall. Everything will happen exactly. When it's supposed to happen. It's not always convenient. But in the end we'll be grateful. Because nature has a way. Of always working out. November 9, 2014 at 11:27 PM. November 9, 2014 at 11:28 PM.
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Dante's Inferno: January 2015
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Sunday, January 4, 2015. Call it a commercial for the book if you will. Yes I used Animoto. Don't judge me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). So when I trip up and I stumble Just remember that blood makes things rust too". Alice S. Blackwell. Alice S. Blackwell. And they answered; this one. RealTalk with Criminal Tendency. Lone Peak Creative Writing. I read a book. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Life Unpublished: November 2014
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Every Day. Every Post. My Story Becomes a Little Less Secret. Monday, November 24, 2014. A little too Naive. There have been those time where my heart has saved me. When all that was keeping me alive was the blood pumping through my heart. That relentless bastard. Now looking back, I am thankful that I was saved because I could not enjoy the sun never refusing to shine, the way our eyes meet and we smile, the time we got caught being a little too naive. Grace is a runner. Every night she sets off alone.
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Life Unpublished: A little too Naive
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Every Day. Every Post. My Story Becomes a Little Less Secret. Monday, November 24, 2014. A little too Naive. There have been those time where my heart has saved me. When all that was keeping me alive was the blood pumping through my heart. That relentless bastard. Now looking back, I am thankful that I was saved because I could not enjoy the sun never refusing to shine, the way our eyes meet and we smile, the time we got caught being a little too naive. Grace is a runner. Every night she sets off alone.
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Life Unpublished: January 2015
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Every Day. Every Post. My Story Becomes a Little Less Secret. Wednesday, January 7, 2015. This is the real me. I’d rather live my life accepting that I’m not perfect, than spending my whole life pretending to be. I love my parents more than anything and I can not think of a better night than to hang out with my family. I have always wanted to go out of the country. I feel like I need to be cooler, but I never know how. I have been in a lot of trouble before, but it has made me who I am today. I have have...
