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What do you do when the one person you want to talk to is hurting you the most?
Aujourd'hui
Hi. I like vegetables and mascara and ballet and being in love.
1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It will not be beautiful. It will not be brave. It will be selfish. It will be broken. Your mother will cry.
2. Don’t write for him. Write for you. Write for others like you. Write so the girl that thinks about stepping in front of public transportation doesn’t. Don’t be selfish.
3. When you will yourself to sleep and it doesn’t come- get up. It doesn’t matter that it’s 3 am. There will be other 3 am’s. Take a shower. Take two. Wash him out of your hair. Write a poem. Read the same book you’ve read 202 times again. The 203rd time might tell you something different. Don’t stay in bed- you will think about the bus again.
4. Don’t kiss him because he’s broken. Don’t kiss him because his laughter never reaches his eyes. Don’t try and fix him. Fix yourself first. Be selfish. He can’t save you.
5. Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.
6. Dress up and wear red lipstick and get drunk with your friends. They’re the ones that will pick you up. Don’t kiss him. Or him. Don’t fall asleep on strange couches with strange boys. When his hand slides up your dress walk away. Hit him. Don’t kiss him. He can’t save you.
7. Get another tattoo. Get five more. Get another hole in your ear. Don’t listen to your dad. You will still be able to get a job. Did you really want to be employed by someone like your father? Haven’t you had enough of judgmental old white men anyway? Get fuck you tattooed in tiny letters on your hip.
8. When you feel the yearning for a new city- start over. Take 200 bucks and a three suitcases. Work anywhere that will have you. Meet strange people and forget your name. Call yourself Ruby. No one will know the difference. Remember to call your mother. Don’t be selfish. Come home when you find yourself in the strangers and the small one bedroom apartment.
9. Don’t whisper evil things into your own ear. Other people are going to shout them at you. Be your own hero. Keep a sword on your key ring.
10. Don’t step in front of a city bus. It will not be beautiful. Live. Stay up all night with a boy that promises you everything and means it. Live. See shitty local bands with a friend. Wear a different band’s t-shirt. No one will care. Live. Have a baby girl with tiny fingers and tiny toes someday. Pour love into her until it’s overflowing. Live. Wake up. Staying in bed all day is not poetic.
Live. Live.
Live.
Do you hear that? It’s me. It’s your life. Wake up.
| guys: | uh why do girls care so much about being skinny? it's so annoying |
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| guys: | ew fat chicks |
| guys: | why do girls care so much about shopping and romance and nail polish lol so annoying |
| guys: | ew crazy butch lesbian manly feminazis why can't they act more feminine lol |
| guys: | why do girls wear makeup they look so much better without it |
| guys: | oh i'm so sorry are you sick? tired? dying? |
| guys: | haha girls suck at math/science/sports |
| guys: | a girl who does math/science/sports? well? get back in the kitchen that stuffs not gonna get you a husband |
| guys: | why are girls so sensitive when we look at their boobs or something c'mon with that top you're asking for it |
| guys: | oh my god a gay guy just hit on me how disgusting what a creeper doesn't he have any boundaries? |
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college; the musical
featuring such hits as:
- the fuck do you mean this textbook is $250
- why am i the only one in the group doing the assignment
- final exams more like no
- how did my gpa get so low
- this ta really needs to stop
- i’m never going to finish this 7,000 word essay by tomorrow
- how did my gpa get so high (reprise)
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Written by porcelain—bones
(Advice blog—- Feel free to message me if you ever need to talk)
“It’s the hardest thing in the world, not knowing how you feel. I mean, if you know that you’re still in love with somebody who doesn’t love you back, then you can take that feeling and learn how to deal with it in your own way and in your own time, and if you’re over that person, then you’re basically free to move on. But what if you don’t? What if you don’t know? I wrote this in ten minutes the other night when I realised that I’m now unsure about whether or not I still care for somebody who was once so important to me. And it’s hard because you don’t know how to act around that person if you ever see them. I was never mad at him for not liking me back, because you can’t help how you feel. But I was mad because he made me feel like he did. So now I don’t know where to place him in terms of love and hatred. But what I do know is that I have nothing to apologise for. I won’t say sorry for having feelings and I certainly won’t say sorry for admitting them, because that took every inch of courage I have. Yeah, maybe I asked for too much and maybe I expected more than I should have, but it was not my fault. It was his, and I won’t take the blame, not now and not ever. You shouldn’t be punished for having the bravery to stand up and say, “Here. Have my heart. Break it into a thousand tiny pieces.’”
OBSESSED
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You’re too concerned with everyone else to see that I’m slowing withering away.
