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faerietalesuicide
A Toast to Friendship….In the Absence of Friends
Do you remember when all you had to do was go to school and there your friends were? You didn’t have to worry about how many times you talked to them between the hours of 3pm and 8 am, you just got on a bus or got out of your moms car and boom there they were. Ready for the…
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faerietalesuicide
La belle indifférence
“La belle indifference” is a French phrase that means “beautiful ignorance.” It refers to the unusual situation where a person doesn’t seem bothered or stressed even though they have a serious medical issue or symptoms. That pretty right? To walk around in the world and just be indifferent or ignorant to what is actually going on inside your body and…
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faerietalesuicide
Thee past becomes the present
A year has come and gone, well almost a year…minus a few days. And here I am at it again. Not paying this time because who knows how memory comes and goes and leaves me wanting but not writing as I long to be. But that is how it is when memories just fade into the clouds of dissonance and…
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faerietalesuicide
Seen through the saged smoke
StuckStuck in a circle in a spiral in a shape that has no nameAgeGenderPolitical backingConfused tired running running how does one run without legsMissing limbs organs power controlCan’t stop to take a breath. It’s a lot overwhelming too muchBut is it me, is it them, is there a differenceHow much life can you live without really living a lifeWhat is…
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faerietalesuicide
Temperance
Your eyes deep and dark gaze at me from an angelic face soft curves gracing angelic cheeks longing to be grazed by gentle fingers Those eyes entrancing captivating magically drawing me into your face the arch of your brow the sweep of your nose down to the bow of your lips soft and pink lovely and wanting needing to me…
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faerietalesuicide
Good Morning Neverland
The morning awakens me like a quiet, gentle lover. It’s not yet bright enough to blind and the air is gentle and there is no noise. The silence is peaceful, calm and the air is still. It’s almost as if the world is paused in the middle of some beautiful dream; on the edge of asleep and awake just for…
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faerietalesuicide
Dance with my Father Again
Twice a year I have the same thought. Granted I am sure that thought crosses my mind, lightly and almost as a whisper throughout the rest of the year. But twice a year, it yells loudly through the hollows of my skull. Echoing between my ears, almost painfully, intrusively, a lost memory of something that was never there in the…
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faerietalesuicide
The Silenced Ones
I have all these things I want to say. All these words I want to write. About hate. and love. and fear. and anger. and frustrating. and acceptance. and bigotry. and equal rights. and pain. and equality. and being human. and being kind. and how I want to turn this world upside down and inside out. And how I want…
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faerietalesuicide
Leave a message after the tone
Words. There’s so many words right now. So many things I need to say. Things I need to whisper. Things I need to scream. But there’s no time. There’s no time to type. There’s no time to eat. There’s no time to sleep. There’s no time to think. There’s no time to breathe. Functionality was just starting to look like…
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faerietalesuicide
The Lazy Thaw of Winter
The house is cold. The chill bites through your skin like sharp daggers and you need blankets and healing pads and space heaters to fill your body with some kind of temperature. It’s so invigoratingly and numbing, the coal is off for the season. The season that has been so unpredictable that we made the wrong choice, and the house…
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