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Three. Two. One! #liftoff #helipad #notmuchhappeningattheblowhole (at Kiama Harbour)
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Ah that old number That incessant creepy crawling urge to write It comes in waves and usually at the most inconvenient hour You should be catching zs or in the middle of something way more important but no. Not for you this unwaking moment of too many truths Here's that slice into the flesh of your actual feelings The blood and gore of random emotions you didn't care to know existed The surgeon has called for his scalpel & the nurse has obliged Don't you remember that one time years ago you said the most inappropriate thing that upset such and sucher, then handled the whole thing in a way that would frighten the biggest of Petrol station Ice chillers? Should you call said chiller to apologise? Would they even care by now? Would it bring about upset once again? Man. What a melting pot. I really need to take better care of my teeth. They say to have dreams of teeth problems means you have a fear of how people perceive you I know all too well about that A notion I feel would be good to be rid of I'm good just the way I am Aren't I? I mean the people I surround myself with are down right legendary That's somewhat of a reflection of myself isn't it? Im deserving of all the good things the cosmos throws my way? Anything else is just character building Yeah, you're all good girl! Roll over, try sleeping on the other side Cuddle you're Archie boy This lack of sleep too shall pass You've got a lot of love to give Just keep shining
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Dream 24th December 2016
Day after he said breakups not working out for him The streets were seedy, filled with trash and rubble Graffiti scattered the walls and threatened death People rallied together like hoodlems marching downtown Many of them ran around with weapons and batons, clanging them against walls and burnt out cars Those that seemed to linger closely had ulteria motives, each with their own special brand of creep. One tried to have sex with me but I fought and was able to escape from his clutch We quickly found that the green, water pistol like guns were fake & used to instil fear by the leader I happened across one and hid it for safe keeping knowing that it may come in use I was in the kitchen while Tommy was on the lounge eating dinner I heard a strange noise followed by Archie's screech & a dog’s yelp I didn't know we had a dog but I knew he belonged to tommy and it seemed he had been in our lives for always It took me a moment but I panicked, realising that whatever had caused these noises was an attempt at killing our beloved pets I raced outside to discover deep cuts from where a knife had slashed their skin Screaming for Tommy’s help he continued his fixate on whatever mundane series he was in the middle of, the Tv lighting up his face just like in a horror film The dog had a nasty slice down his hind leg with a fair amount of blood gushing but wasn't a life or death situation Archie however, had his insides trailing behind him along the floor I frantically reached for him to pin and calm him down His wound stretched from just under his chin right down to where his 2 hind legs met I've never seen this much blood and gore before His organs were more like sections of a pig you find at the super market I was petrified that my baby was going to die I tried holding him down and pushing the parts back in It was a hopeless task Id fix one side only to have something else fall out All the while frantically calling for Tommy’s help Do something! Tears streamed down my cheeks Do something! He occasionally looked up from the screen, Playstation controller in hand But failed to show emotion slightly resembling any bit of care Help me Tommy I sobbed, still screaming and falling apart At that point I realised he didn't give a fuck about me The next moment I knew Archie was at the vet & I was in the process of cleaning up the mess There were more spray painted threats on our walls and surrounding buildings Disturbing people kept poking their noses in to see the commotion Donald trump found where I had stashed my fake gun, this made him realise that he had less power over the people which sent him into a spin He began shooting in any and every direction which I managed to dodge At last I woke up Just a dream and not just a dream?
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So maybe this time, love doesn’t kick down the door— doesn’t rattle the windows or plant weeds in the flower garden. Maybe you can’t smell the smoke because, for once, nothing is burning. Maybe this love is all the things those loves wanted to be when they grew up. Maybe you spent all that time running so that you’d know how to hang up your coat when you were ready.
Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
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