prose poem c:

Like a mouse running on a wheel, you don’t know why you’re not getting anywhere. You run harder and faster; it gets maniacal. Every so often you get depressed and fed up, so you take a break, a breather; you stop running and rest for a while. You guess that that’s the way it is,…

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I think I recently realized why I can’t be a graphic designer, videographer, photographer, or anything like that as my day job. Quite simply; I like those types of things too much. I can’t do them as my day job, as my career. They’ll remain passion projects; I couldn’t do them as my line of…

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prose poem :3

Loudoun County, Virginia When I tutored after-school at INMED, I noticed that the mission statement on the organization’s website mentioned that you’d think many of the residents in Loudoun county and in Sterling are among the rich, the blessed, the fortunate, while looking at the outside reality, or the semi-reality. Tidy driveways, stone or brick…

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Once, I was alone Don’t give it control over you; don’t let it overpower you. It’s been 29 years. Here’s to another 29, this time filled with happiness, and contentment with what I can’t control, with what we can’t influence.  No more emptiness, no more translucent shapes materializing into the air. They were pinkish and…

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07/15/2019

“Life is not always a comfortable ride. Everybody’s got scars that they hide.” (-Mike Posner, “Be As You Are.”  Link to the song:) Thought I’d mention all the problems I have in my life – list them. Because, why not. lol  ⤵️⤵️ my problems in life are: schizoaffective disorder don’t have friends My mom and sister…

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