I’m an extremist. I’m a constant juxtaposition of a human being. Everything I do is a contradiction to everything I feel. You either mean everything to me, or nothing at all. And more often than not, your actions won’t be worthy of a reaction.
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Lying in an empty bathtub
Wrists turned upward
Limbs don’t fit quite right
Bent up fragile spider legs
Broken basket case
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Found poem // words of Che Guevara // Motorcycle Diaries
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Escape the Grey
*** written, spoken, choreographed, and danced on home page ***
I know what it’s like
To have given up.
I know how it feels
To have lost direction.
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