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How to --Not-- Be a HipsterThe most important thing you will ever learn about being a hipster is to never, ever, not if your life depended on it, say you are a hipster: saying you are a hipster negates whatever factor of hipster-ness you may have achieved and denotes you as a poseur, which is not something to be admired or worshipped or even acknowledged; you must scour vintage stores for hideous grandmother boots that you will convince all of your friends are beautiful and sleek and earth-friendly because they have now been recycled, and you are a recycler even though you buy plastic water bottles and sometimes throw them away when you feel lazy because you don't real How to --Not-- Be a Hipster
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In an AmpitheatreI've never missed you more than at that moment when you acted like you loved me. I didn't want that night to end ever, but of course it did, too soon, much too soon, and you were gone and what was left was the memory of slow-dancing and jokes and music and friends.   
I brought you into a part of my world you didn't understand and you loved me for it. I held you close and I froze the words you said to me into my mind like an ice sculpture that I hope never melts because it was so perfect, you were so perfect, we were so perfect, and for me perfection is cool to the touch.   
I held you while you slept and your heart was sl In an Ampitheatre
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The One I'll Always RememberYou are the one I'll always remember  (if not, the love of my life)  (if not the love of my life)  (if not, the love, of my life)   
I miss the way you feel.  
The way you make me feel.  The way we feel together.   
And I want it so bad  So badly to hold your hand  and talk to you and see you and  feel your voice on my neck.   
I don't want to let go.  "If things are still good" you said.  "I love you very much" you said.  I love you, too.  I want things to be great, not just good.   
I will always remember you if I can't  always experienc The One I'll Always Remember
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What A Drag Chap 1I can’t pretend anymore. I open my eyes because, if I don’t, my head will explode. I open my eyes because, if I don’t, then I’ll have to imagine the person lying next to me gets up and disappears instead of asking them to do it. I open my eyes because I’m pretty sure I’m going to throw-up and I don’t want to do it in my silk sheets. I’m never drinking again.  I groan and roll over to face the stranger in my bed. I’ve learned not to have any expectations of the people I bring home—I always end up disappointed and grossed out. To my somewhat-delighted surprise, a good-looking man lay next t What A Drag Chap 1
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stuff i should've told brian.1.   
if i ever have a son i will name him isaac, because isaac means laughter and that is what you gave me and then took away. or maybe i will name him elliott after the musician elliott smith, or oliver because guess what, i just like the name.   
you said that if you were ever to have a daughter you'd name her kelsey because you met me and you loved me and so you thought that the name kelsey means "someone beautiful who will come into your life and change you forever." i didn't have the heart to tell you that kelsey is really just some scandinavian name that means "from the ship island."   
i'm laughter and an stuff i should've told brian.
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telling a sad story backwards-17.   
it smells like grief and sterilized metal.   
i climb into andrew’s bed, though the nurses have strictly forbidden it. he closes his eyes and holds me tightly, because he says when he can’t see me, it is easier to pretend i never happened to him.   
 
15.   
he pushes the cart aggressively down the aisle, pretending to mow over old ladies doing their sunday shopping.   
"stop," i say giggling, lobbing a can of ravioli at him.   
for a moment i think he simply didn't see me throw the can; it glances off his chest and falls to the floor, exploding in a pattern of telling a sad story backwards-
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you can't make them love you.He is beautiful, new, unexplored.  He has wanted to kiss her ever since they met one week ago and fell prey to helpless chemistry.   
         “Don’t,” she says, moving her hands in a subconscious “yes” pattern along his arm as he rubs his cheek against hers. “You don’t even know my favourite colour.” The wind cuts through her thin jacket, and his chest is so warm.   
         “Red,” he guesses, improbably correct. His ears are cold.   
      you can't make them love you.
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Curious Ocelot 5766
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Heh.

Thu Aug 20, 2009, 8:49 PM
  • Mood: Anguish
  • Listening to: techno in the neighbor's apartment
So yeah, okay, I didn't write anything all summer basically.
Nor did I update my journal.
(for the.... one?... of you that may read it)

I guess that kind of makes me a prick.

But now I'm back at school,
which means that I'm away from the girl I love,
which means I will write poetry to make myself feel closer to her.
So
In other words
more journal entries and poems to come.

Also I'm in a creative writing class again, so stories will come, too.

I also got my wisdom teeth out and afterwards had a seizure and passed out. Just fyi.
My face hurts.
And so does my heart.
I cried a lot leaving Zu Zu. How sad is THAT?! I miss my puppy, my mama, megan, rosie, jen, elena, kelly, and kal already. Plus the friends I made over the summer. AAAAHHHSADDAY.

but happy day too because I get to learn.
Ah, conflict.

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  • Interests: Concerts, writing, politics, reading, movies
  • Favourite movie: LOTR, boondock saints, waiting, constantine, baby mama, juno, I <3 Huckabees and many more.
  • Favourite band or musician: Jason Mraz
  • Favourite genre of music: let's dance
  • Favourite poet or writer: JRR Tolkien, Amy Lowell, TS Eliot, William Blake, Dante
  • Favourite style of art: modern. like canvases of black paint.
  • Skin of choice: without the acne. plskthx
  • Favourite cartoon character: Bubbles, Buttercup, and Cosmo
  • Personal Quote: if you don't like my writing, why the fack are you here?
  • Tools of the Trade: If you give up on something, you don't want it bad enough.

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~SweetBlackRose13 Mar 13, 2009, 2:52:23 PM
Your writing is amazing. I will write more than I come back. I'm gonna waaaaaaaatch yuuuuuuu ^^
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~sporkingitup Mar 13, 2009, 3:27:20 PM
why thank youuuuu! :glomp:

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Mufasa? I thought that bitch was dead!

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=sibilantesses Dec 13, 2008, 10:01:10 PM
You favorited something of mine! That hasn't happened in aaaages, if ever. Thank you... it means a lot. :]

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anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

-e. e. cummings
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~sporkingitup Dec 13, 2008, 10:14:54 PM
happened...

way back when.

I think the technicolor shoes is still a favorite. It was once, I think.

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*estallidos Dec 8, 2008, 8:35:51 PM
bonjour, my dear:
i just saw that you recommended my writing to your friend, i was truly speechless. floored, if you will. i seriously felt everything stop in a totally cliche and adorable way.

it certainly is infinitely amazing that people like my writing and will tell me it to my face, but it's even more heartwrenching (in a good way) when i stumble upon people being kind to me where there's no likelihood i'll see it. it gives me faith in humanity, you know?

i sound really sappy and annoying, so i'm going to shut up now.
i just wanted to thank you.

on a final creepy note, you're super cute.

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coming up roses everywhere you go.
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~sporkingitup Dec 8, 2008, 9:08:08 PM
I absolutely love love love your poetry. And I am extremely jealous because it is so simple and powerful and freaking incredible.

And yes, I know what you mean. I like giving people faith in humanity :D

And thanks! I try to be as cute as possible. Makes people more surprised when they hear how completely inappropriate I am :D

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~accoviolet Nov 9, 2008, 9:27:28 PM
I miss you and your writing. It made me happy tonight. Thanks :)

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And no matter what you do, you're going to find beauty here, because you can't afford not to.

"The opposite of war isn't peace, it's creation!"
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~sporkingitup Nov 9, 2008, 10:04:32 PM
javelcom :)

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