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unhinged
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the mayans may have been right about one thing; it at least felt like the world was ending too many times to count this year.
photographic_memory of
fireworks coming off the mountain
through tear_streaked eyes
holding my mothers hand while she wrote her brother's eulogy
watching you walk away without looking back
(it turned out to be the last time;
my real life better than fiction
universally poetic:
he will walk away without looking back)
i thought i could do it for you
settle down
move_backwards instead of
moving_forward
you let go with barely a fight
well maybe that's not true but
the end was easier, quieter than i imagined it to be
i slipped away
distracted myself with bigger assholes
went through the unimaginable with no one to hold my hand
the look in the nurses eye
when i told her i was walking to the busstop alone
toil toil away
as the corporate slave
work more days
paste the fake smile to your face
watching my brother at work
hustle
lead
plate
flame
the well choreographed dance of a chef
goodbye mountains
hello valleys
i keep my eyes up
searching for any break in the clouds
no matter how pale the blue
it beats the shit out of
a thick blanket of grey
is this shit over yet?
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no reason
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transition year
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unhinged
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transitions from
bad_to_worse
over_and_over
but i've noticed that some of the healthy choices
i've learned to make
have permeated to the point that
the anxiety is most days a
non_issue
the living proof that
i am stronger than i give myself credit for
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unhinged
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i keep my eyes up
because it stops the tears from falling
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n o m
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blah_blah_blah the_end
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sionnach
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Getting what I wanted.
The only thing I'd wanted for the past six years.
The only thing I've ever truly wanted.
Getting it in a twisted and terrible way,
after finally learning to accept
that it would never come.
Getting it,
and loving it, every second,
and losing it,
so much sooner than it took to arrive.
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unhinged
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right at the end
i found my way back to you
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minnesota_chris
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was great, got away from a job that was killing me, into a job that pays better and is not killing me.
I also built a huge robot costume.
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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It's good to have a job that isn't killing you. I finally got a full-time job that I start in two weeks, so I hope it doesn't kill me.
Review 2012.
Winter: almost got kicked out of program. Prof helped, forms were filed, appeals were had, I got back in.
Spring: Classes finished. Got into an unjustified fight with a friend. My fault, but having her and some others entirely cut me off was hard to handle.
Summer: Working on project. Lonely.
Fall: Still working on project, went to Improv Club which I was horrible at, had a couple of unrequited crushes, but was much happier with life.
Winter again: Holidays. Didn't care if the world was ending. Had food. Some anxiety, but I was finished my project and the world was livable again.
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David Hsu
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fell in love
again
like it was 1999 june
went to a friend's
baby shower
worked at creating insight
shared
shared my opinions
with the world. LOVE.
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in a silent way
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something like this:
meh
blech
ugh
hmmm?
mmm
grr
uh...
we didn't die?
and then it was over.
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