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swallowing our fears of a fast burning flame
we burned furiously together
you hummed our memories in sweet mellow notes
stretching as much as we could
set the moon into my eyes and held my hand
calmed my breaths and let me pause
finally we dare to whisper fake promises
and break me

Film Review: The Fault in Our Stars

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Attention moms and your teenage daughters, prepare to swoon over this treacly, manipulative piece of fluff disguised as a serious look at life and death. 

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i read the novel for the hype and regretted it. i almost rated it 4 stars on goodreads out of guilt, purely because of its subject matter. nope.

dream journal 6-6-14

- panic, the moment i left the room for a little while. the room left me vulnerable to his stalking. he had moved into the building across from here, our windows facing each other. at night you could see the insides of my room.

- cluelessly my mother had brought in a tray of fruits. for some reason, this was the trigger for me to realize that you were still looking in, waiting for the right cue to assure you that i was indeed living across from you (i guess i was safe prior to this moment)

- scrambled immediately after. you made yourself known to me, began to engage, acknowledged my fear and my vulnerability. and then, as usual, a violent chase. your strange manneurisms and facial expressions left me paralyzed with cold sweats.

- the amount of fear was so realistic. it was 6 am. extremely glad to be awake, afraid to go back to sleep.