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Michaela Joy
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About Me Member General Writer beingabletobreathe18/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 2 Years
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Make It A Sweet, Sweet GoodbyeI can't even write about the color of his eyes. I can't tell you that they were blue or green or that they sparkled when he talked about love and sports. I can't say he had the greatest smile or that his laugh was enough to make birds sing. I can't say his hugs were out of this world and that receiving one felt like receiving a gift. Like every time was like unwrapping a smile. And maybe that sounds like too much. Maybe that sounds too good. Like whose arms really hold that much heaven. Maybe it sounds too perfect, But these are things I cannot tell you. I can't reminisce his childhood filled with silly tales of dragons and snow ball fights a Make It A Sweet, Sweet Goodbye
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The Best MotherMy dad doesn't pay me any attention. Oh, poor kid, another wasted individual with daddy issues. I know how it seems. And you're probably right. There isn't anything special about me. No sad story except that I am here, and nobody wants me. My mother is a beautiful woman, and I know she tries to love me. She tries so hard. I know she sees my art work. A talent my father gave me, no doubt.  She sees my grades and my great decisions. Trying to live up to Dad's history is tough, but I do my best. I'm rarely out of line. And I know she tries to smile at me and touch my shoulder often enough to make me feel it. She tries to remember talen The Best Mother
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Mind Over Matter       I am ten years old. I'm blond and I don't weigh as much as I should. The thick framed, black glasses on my pale face act like a kick me sign. Freckles dot my nose and cheeks and feel like flames to which my classmate's hands become the moths.  
Their hands, in turn are cold and stony. They meet with my face and create a symphony of cracking knuckles and bruising flesh. I'm only ten years old, and I am the punching bag of an entire class. This is an exaggeration, of course. But, my face would swear it's more than four or five of them.  
 It's Monday. The weekend provided temporary relief Mind Over Matter
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Life Is A TragedyI would say I love you, but I'm pretty sure that's just some ignorant corner of my mind relating news to every other part of me. At the first sign of familiarity, it's my instinct to cling. I don't really love you, but your words start to look like me. And everyone is in love with themselves.  
The entire time I was driving home I  kept seeing sharp and sturdy objects I could run myself into. The wall of the bridge passed too quickly. And the trees are too far off the side of the road. I let the song play in the background and I even allowed those notes to seep into my cerebellum. I swore last time I'd figure out an emotion to Life Is A Tragedy
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That's Job Security

Sat Jan 23, 2010, 11:30 AM
If I am secure in who I am and what I'm doing and who I love, everything floats past like Whos on a dust spec. Everything can move around me and I can watch it fly, knowing I'm exactly where I should be, and I'm happy here. I have the best friend in the world. No joke, I don't know how I was so lucky to have her. I don't know what I did, but, for some reason, God thought I needed her, and I was good enough to have her. Lucky me!
Also, I am capable of loving you. The differences in us have deterred me, I know they have. My insecurities ripped at my idea of you for most of time. But, that's the thing, If I love me, than all the things I don't agree with, all the things I hate, can't touch me. And I can watch from a distance and love the person inside of them. Or housing them. Yes, i can love the person housing them. Because who I am is good enough in my eyes. Not just good enough, preferred. I like me. So, I can like you.
Also, I trust who I am to everyone. I trust that I'm not interchangeable. Because she can enjoy everyone, and still find a perfect place for me. Can and does. And I don't have to worry. Like I do... I don't have to. Because she is My best friend. And that will never change.
Also, my work loves me and I love my work. I'm good at something. And I found out what it is. And I found a way to use it. Fuck school. Mom's right, I'm happier than I've ever been. I think I'm really content.

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  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: muuuusic.
  • Reading: um...er...a book?
  • Watching: Your face.
  • Playing: No games for me... Stine's here!!!
  • Eating: air?
  • Drinking: Zero liquids.

Devious Info

  • Interests: Writing, reading, music, snow, guys, train tracks, teaching, learning, sleeping, writing...
  • Favourite band or musician: Relient K
  • Favourite poet or writer: Amy Hempel, Joshua S. Porter, Sarah Dessen, James Frey, Moriah Jean...
  • Favourite style of art: Conceptual Photography, Literature, Prose.
  • MP3 player of choice: iPod
  • Skin of choice: Keratosis Pilaris-less
  • Favourite game: Wenis Wars
  • Favourite cartoon character: Ming Ming
  • Personal Quote: "One can hope."
  • Tools of the Trade: Mechanical pencil

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*nini-pooh Nov 29, 2009, 12:46:29 PM
thx for the fav+ :3

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-2% of talent/98% of practice!- :3
*something hard,something impossible...,but do it with your heart!make your dream come true!*
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~causeLsaysso Aug 4, 2009, 7:14:38 AM
thanx for the fav :D

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CLICK THEM O.O
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~InsmouthFishPerson Jun 11, 2009, 7:15:23 PM
Sorry I took so long to reply, I fell asleep at the wheel of the intenet.
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~beingabletobreathe Jun 11, 2009, 7:44:53 PM
No problemo.

Poor lil guy.
He' all tuckered out.

I'm gonna go fall asleep at the wheel of life.
Ha.
Funny.

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I think I'll wear my heart on my sleeve cause I'm tired of not being able to breathe.
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~beingabletobreathe Jun 12, 2009, 5:25:08 PM
I know right.
Looks like it turned out okay though.

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I think I'll wear my heart on my sleeve cause I'm tired of not being able to breathe.
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~InsmouthFishPerson Jun 12, 2009, 5:37:15 PM
Well that's good.
He said, having absolutely no idea what he was agreeing with.
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