Collegiate Deviants?Most importantly, and on a complete random lark, are there any college deviants out there that will be/ are attending Colby College in Maine this fall? I'll be a freshman, and would love to meet some friends. Hope to meet you!
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DowryI will not cook for you. It is both lack of interest an lack of talent because my Southern mother gave me strong white teeth Yes sir no ma’am,Dowry
and grandma’s pearls, but not the family lust for spatulas and Mix well.
So no, I will not cook (for lack of trying I assure you.) But for you, I will singe fingertips on dishwasher hot plates and rinse saucepans and most likely call for takeout. The dog will live unwalked if he is left to my devices. The tulips from that garden shop by your parents’ house will never h
by ~MsCellanea
Whom it May ConcernDear Sir,Whom it May Concern
I apologize, but today, your body was les than my own moribund car—smaller than cylinders and spokes and a rusting hood. You were smaller than the car before me, sir, particularly the
front right tire.
We met in a compact moment and sir, you loomed before me and you were all legs and arms—windmills—and fur the color my mother would stain her hair. Your eyes were scorched at the edges with that dark desperate fear-smell and sir, I left my car stalling on the road to dive my glass-bone body deep into the dark dark ports of your eyes s
by ~MsCellanea
In MemoriamToday, I learned how to cling for life to a drowning person. To a whole group of drowning people, really, that moved in one great herd. It makes sense, perhaps, to consider that as you lose that slick balance in the ocean, as your feet slip from that thin platform that was shaky-at-best in the first place, you reach out for someone not to be saved, but to know at least that they feel the same way. That you may look in their eyes and see yourself reflected. We are all off the same boat, all huddled in one place with our fingers wrung together in knots as the water fills us up, up, up.In Memoriam
Th
by ~MsCellanea
How Your Life Will ChangeOne day, you will see a picture of you, and your hair will look the same as it does now, but the remarkable thing will be that you will be wearing the same shirt as the Old-You still and silent in the frame. But it will not be YOU as of NOW and the two of you will be separate, as if passing on the street, you might spark recognition at an acquaintance face without a name to complete, exchange pleasantries, and then pass on to the respective destinations and lives that, statistically, perhaps won’t meet again like holy palmers.How Your Life Will Change
by ~MsCellanea
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Who Are Not You And IGather all of your pretty suicide things, Sylvia. Lace up your boots, smooth your crinoline and tie up your hair.Who Are Not You And I
I.
She crouched in tattered ribbon outside his door with her eyelids factory-sealed as he pulled her in by the hand. She did not open them again until the Chinese New Year.
They fell together like a puzzle and he stroked her hair and said her name in many languages. Lazy tongue, running letters together so exquisitely like bee blood honey. He tasted familiar like cigarettes and unfamiliar like rebirth. A praying mantis who would not pray, puffing clods of infant spiders into the air with ev
by ~entropicalia
Unfinish1.Unfinish
I played solitaire against myself and got restless and was cold even in the house with my jacket on. It was your seventeenth birthday. I didn't tell you but when I was younger my lucky number was seventeen because I had this crazy idea I'd get kissed when I was that age. Or that the person who kissed me would be. The first person who kissed me was not even sixteen and kissed like his mouth was filled with dead slimy fish. It made me want to throw up.
It was your seventeenth birthday and I played on the swingset and thought about making you a mix tape but didn't want to color in the CD cover. I didn't feel like the ache
by ~Fermina
rain loveSo rain is falling outside. And with every little dot of water. You miss that one person a little more.rain love
[drop, splash, puddle.]
It's one of those times when,
if you could actually gather all the thoughts you were having, you'd feel profound. Just because you're finally happy enough to care about what you're thinking.
[drop.]
You look out the window and you could have sworn
those puddles weren't heart-shaped. Five seconds ago they weren't, I know it, you say.
Then all those puddles overflow at once, and fill up again.
by ~simplicated
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- Current Residence: In a room, drinking tea.
- Interests: Writing, making music, creating.
- Favourite movie: V for Vendetta
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Punk, Classical, Reggaeton, Alt., Indie, Ska...
- Favourite poet or writer: Barbara Kingsolver, Stephen King, Shannon Hale, Jodi Picoult, Thoreau, Emerson
- Personal Quote: To be great is to be misunderstood.
- Tools of the Trade: Pencil, Composition Notebook (may be exchanged for napkin or back of receipt)
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Waste no time wallowing in what could’ve been, because it isn’t. Don’t think about what you would change if you could, because you can’t. Worry not about what you’ve done, it is done. Instead, laugh too hard, love too fiercely, and live too much.
I think you're quite swerr.
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Waste no time wallowing in what could’ve been, because it isn’t. Don’t think about what you would change if you could, because you can’t. Worry not about what you’ve done, it is done. Instead, laugh too hard, love too fiercely, and live too much.
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Do something wild today.
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"If you live to be one hundred, I want to live to be one hundred minus one day, so that I\'ll never have to live without you." ~Winnie The Pooh
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Waste no time wallowing in what could’ve been, because it isn’t. Don’t think about what you would change if you could, because you can’t. Worry not about what you’ve done, it is done. Instead, laugh too hard, love too fiercely, and live too much.
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Do something wild today.
No pictures this time?! For real?! I am so proud
DO WE HAVE A TEST TODAY?!
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Waste no time wallowing in what could’ve been, because it isn’t. Don’t think about what you would change if you could, because you can’t. Worry not about what you’ve done, it is done. Instead, laugh too hard, love too fiercely, and live too much.
Also, V for Vendetta FTW.
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