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Pink and salty.
I lick my lips and feel the split place they bled earlier (she was here, she was here!). I shift my body and the residual moistness between my legs makes the fabric stick (she was there, too). My eye… more →
full of crazy
pink and salty.
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caryatid child wrote 3 months ago: I lick my lips and feel the split place they bled earlier (she was here, she was here!). I shift my … more →
where are you, arienette?
caryatid child wrote 9 months ago: THURSDAY IS WHAT DAY IT IS. I feel like screaming. I can’t function. I am too twitchy and jitt … more →
postsecret addendum
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caryatid child wrote 9 months ago: so i can’t kill myself. (thank you) … more →
je t'aime.
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caryatid child wrote 10 months ago: I worry that I don’t say “I love you” enough, not in a serious way, not in a way t … more →
all I need to hear is that you're not mine, you're not mine.
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caryatid child wrote 10 months ago: Going to New York on Saturday morning. Up and back again in 48 hours. Excited and filled with dread. … more →
after reading The House You Pass on the Way
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caryatid child wrote 11 months ago: I have this sweet sad feeling inside me now, heavy and thick like caramel. I needed this book, I thi … more →
"you've stooped to my level, i am your mangy little whore"
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: You have stooped, indeed. To my level, yes. To the level of throwing angry words across cyberspace, … more →
darkness has a hunger that's insatiable, and lightness has a call that's hard to hear.
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: Today we had the Thanksgiving Convocation. It made me want to cry and shout and cut my skin and run … more →
expanding exponentially, consciousness without identity
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I am not entirely sure what is going on. Things keep happening; people keep saying words that are so … more →
Clearly I Have Made Some Bad Decisions.
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I can’t breathe. I keep having to remind myself to. Inhale exhale inhale exhale. We should not … more →
women who long, love, lust...
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I wore pink lipstick today. I felt pouty and flirty, like a minx, like an ingenue, like jailbait, da … more →
absence makes the heart grow fonder...
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I need him. He left yesterday afternoon. I thought that I could somehow have maxed out on missing hi … more →
wanna live for today, wanna roll in the hay. floating away, got nothing to say.
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: My feelings are a slow tornado, a swirling stew stirred by time and distance. I can be happy, I am h … more →
narrator =/= author
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: but narrator does not necessarily =/= author either. *** Cut me open, please. Slice me like a taped … more →
2:32 and I'm going crazy
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: i can’t sleep through the snoring but for their sake i must type very, very quietly – in … more →
for the people who are still alive
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I wonder if this is what being dead feels like. It’s plausible, after all, that death could si … more →
not-to-forget
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: He looks a little bit like Kurt Cobain when he air-guitars during Stairway. I’ve been sitting … more →
friends don't let friends write about love campaign 2008
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: “I’m very much in love. Someone this morning asked me with what, with whom. Why one thin … more →
The only words for this are my fingers in your mouth.
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: This is true, and, I have decided, my new answer to the question. The one that people ask but I just … more →
