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The Life and Times of a Former English Grad Student Trying to Make it in the Real World. But this is a writing blog.

Scanning through worthless things on my phone. Staring at letters, not sinking in to my mind. Wondering if its worth to stare at all. The Ghosts and silhouettes of the past are still here. The mockery of me being alone and them together. Still cant find the right words to say. I put heart on what I write, how about you? The Twenty Thirteen Theme.

A place I can get my song out to the world. Here is where you fell. Here is where you broke. This is where you screamed. This is where you stopped. There is where you cried. There is where you lied. Here is where we walked. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. And they called me Human. And they called me Wolf. And they called me Bird. And they called me Cat. And they called me human.

It amazes me how feelings change. How all the words suddenly have no meaning. How those long, profound kisses and hugs are not just something you do.