April 2012
Sharks don't look back because they don't have...
I need to start over again. Elsewhere. Somewhere...
Life’s gotten confusing.
The Hunger Games will NEVER be Harry Potter. NEVER.
March 2012
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I miss New York. I miss Harlem. I miss everything...
I'm not a fan of people who limit their Tumblr...
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Only a cruel and knowing universe would make an alcoholic allergic to vodka.
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I hide under the ocean of blankets and pretend I’m all alone. Alone is all I’ll ever be. Useless. You dive. Find me broken. Need me. Hold me. Fix me- temporarily. Wrap me close and look me in the eyes as though I’m not coldly looking back into your soul. But it’s all I know to do. I’ve mastered the art of ripping my soul to shreds. I wholeheartedly convince myself and...