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lie
dont say
she's just like me
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a lesson on (most) my names
my middle name is gayle.
this is my grandmother's middle name.
my grandmother was the first woman
in her family to get a
degree in college, something
deemed impossible at the time.
regardless, she did it and -
words left unsaid
i love you.
i swear i do.
i will always love you,
no matter what.
but i don't love you
in the way that you want me to.
i don't love you
in the way that you love me.
i can't tell you.
i want to, -
writer's block
i sit on my bed,
a pencil in hand,
a notebook balanced carefully between my legs,
not a single idea about what i should write.
i can't think of anything.
the pencil won't write the
words in my brain that i -
the channels (part 2)
i'm standing on a rock
staring down at the world and
i feel like i could destroy everything
with a simple flick of the wrist.
off with his head!
the wind throws my hair over my face,
inviting me to jump and -
untitled part 2
They all think they know me.
They think they know the kind of music I like (punk/rock/metal).
They think they know the kind of books I read (horror/mystery/Ellen Hopkins).
They think they know my gender and sexuality (cis and straight).