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“Goddamnit, Mary.”
He was on his lucky. “Great. Just great,” August spat, grabbing the last cigarette and throwing the empty pack on the ground among empty red Solo cups and an empty handle of vodka. He fished around in his pocket for a lighter as he walked in the dark, muttering to himself, drunk and irritated. “This bitch takes off in the middle of the party to God knows where and I’m out of cigarettes. Fuckin’ great.”
It must have been three or four A.M. by now. It was the end of the summer and it was dark and there was this eerie fog that clung low in the sky, casting a reddish orange haze
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five people who mean a lot
a: thanks for teaching me how to laugh—sometimes it is nice to get lost in rolling laughter and hysterical giggles. around you i'm unconscious of worldly things as our jubilance brings me to greater heights and it becomes easier, and also desirable, to live in our moments.
c: your passion can ignite my sometimes dry-stick soul—and you know better than most that i'm not the kind that sits around the bonfire, but with you i'm reminded that there's more to life than the to-do list and i can relegate it to kindling as we roast marshmallows on its remains.
a: you've always had my back, my darling, and it can't be easy. i'm fairly heavy
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Burnt-Out Cigarettes
Smoke rings
from the corner of her mouth
she watches amusedly,
as they float off across the empty parking lot
stemming from the top of her beat-up Chevy.
pretty things
worn to cover up the bruises on her wrists
the bruises on her fists
from the fighting that she does
when she gets home.
For her life
she's fled
away time and time again
but eventually
her eyes lost their luster
and her voice lost it's spark.
A cloud loomed over her,
one with weapons made of words
and bruises following after.
He was a beast.
Her mom couldn't see through the love she held for him
after being alone for so long.
She couldn't see the trail of cigarettes
the black as
(icky! Ross no like new submission format!)
So, I skipped Anthropology today because it was so beautiful and took a nap on the grass, because North Carolina is awesome this time of year. Please critique harshly.
So, I skipped Anthropology today because it was so beautiful and took a nap on the grass, because North Carolina is awesome this time of year. Please critique harshly.
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Lol, I love the new format 