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Fields of Clover

From 5 to 8 (8.5) years old, we lived in a trailer on the back of a modest farm. Mostly fruits and vegetables, an animal or two, and all the slimey pond a young, unsupervised barefoot child could dream of. 382 more words

4 Leaf Clover

Depressed and lonely.

I honestly have no idea what to do anymore. I'm not looking for attention, nor do I want anybody to recommend suicide hotlines.

Little backstory: 355 more words


I'm 24. I've never had a boyfriend. Here's why.

I should have written this post when I was 22. As I’m approaching the halfway mark and entering my late 20s, I’m less confident to tell people. 1,110 more words


Thing one, Thing two: The tale of Ms. Right Now, part 2

At the moment I’m caught between a dilemma: two men that both lack what I want in certain areas. The gag is, meeting them both has made me realize that I am unsure about what I want. 831 more words

Act 1 Scene 4 "Matter"

I sat outside tonight.

In the freezing rain.

In November.

Just sat in a puddle. Jeans saturated with the fallen water and dirt, listening to the laughter inside. 259 more words


Come to me

Could you come to me

When I need to see you

When I need to embrace you

When I need to get lost with you… 47 more words

What to do...

I’m feeling a little lost today.  I’ve decided to try and pull myself back from the brink of going insane over her and focus on myself for a bit, just keep thing casual with her. 527 more words