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hell i admit it i'm proud of him by fiercestrawberry, literature

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hell i admit it i'm proud of him

stolen kisses in moments that i got to keep just for us, listening for your voice amidst a crowd and always knowing just where you are; you're so stubborn. you're so stubborn, i love it about you, and i'm stubborn, too, and i love the way you stayed while i took way too long to say i needed you closer, but i tried to say it in so many other ways: a note taped up on my bedroom wall, a compliment in an email, a text, a meeting, a touch on your shoulder, an arm around your stomach, a hand on your hip, your shoulder, a kiss on your cheek when i thought i could excuse it away, a hand in your hair, standing too close, paying too much attention reading you too well, trying to take care of you when you let me get the chance to, they told me anger was secondary but they never told me to what, and i guess sometimes it's to love. sometimes it's hiding jealousy, the feeling of being trapped, the feeling of not wanting to be alone but not wanting to be where i am, the feeling of trying so

the path of misery by fiercestrawberry, literature

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the path of misery

i guess all my friends are learning how to feel again but here i am craving the feeling of feeling all alone; oh they think i have something great but when my lungs inflate they're so full of smoke and mirrors and confusion and fear that one day i'll be dumped like dirty laundry down the fires escape and everybody will wonder what all these clothes are doing in the alleyway; mom says i shouldn't drown my feelings in the second bottle of wine but i feel so much like i did back then and of course i don't mean my mother, no, she won't event text me back maybe i should be more economical and opt for drowning them in the first bottle of wine- d

dear heather / tdor 2018 by fiercestrawberry, literature

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dear heather / tdor 2018

years ago i wrote that i declared war on this body, but today i just hope that when i die they lay the trans flag over my coffin because i'm war-weary. i've led lives in layers in this body, i used to try to tear it apart and rot it from the inside out. but i think i've won. i met a spirit that could have been me last night; she felt like fire and sent chills down my spine, sent me shaking and stumbling to the edge of the lake. i meet spirits that could have been me all the time, when i read their names, and when i read the news, i meet them for moments and i say thank you. their bravery that they use to exist humbles me; but fuck, we sho

time moves slow by fiercestrawberry, literature

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time moves slow

i never thought i'd live past 17, the expiration date stamped in my mind that i've now long passed, but i always had planned accordingly. i tried to medicate, drink and wither away; i tried so hard to go rotten inside. i never thought i'd get to here, bitching about the fuzz on my upper lip. i tried to sink myself as somebody's girlfriend, feminist disaster, tried to tank my chances of ever getting out of the cage prescribed by my birth certificate. i still feel like i shouldn't be here sometimes, like i take up too much space, like i don't take up the right amount of space. i still want to peel up out of my skin and i still carry every fi

fucking on a twin sized mattress by fiercestrawberry, literature

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fucking on a twin sized mattress

i know it's not your fault, but i don't want it to be mine, blame it on the drinks or all this empty time but my eyes lock with the way your fingers intertwine and i don't want to stare too long but i do it all the time. i want to love you like a front bottoms song, a night of anxiety ending with getting lost in your bed i can't think of a better way to tell you that you're fucking stuck in my head.

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plastic flowers by fiercestrawberry, literature

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plastic flowers

if you were listening closely enough you could hear my passion, snapping- if i was yelling loud and clear you've got the wrong number. every hour feels like days and days and days, but time doesn't have to pass slow. it doesn't always. i think i saw you in a dream, in a nightmare, i think i washed you down the sink. i think i saw you driving home, speeding the wrong way down the road; i see you every time. one day i'll be at the microphone at some indie cafe recanting about a ghost sweeping the corners of my room, that ghost will be you. one day i'll get to tell you how much i love you and i'll get to DJ in your car again. maybe i'll b

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hell i admit it i'm proud of him by fiercestrawberry, literature

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the path of misery by fiercestrawberry, literature

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dear heather / tdor 2018 by fiercestrawberry, literature

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dear heather / tdor 2018

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time moves slow

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i. send him off at the airport does he look back at me? i'm sure he does, i must've not stared hard enough he thinks i'll wait for him back home. i do. he comes back, he didn't miss me. ii. i steel my heart, but it keeps melting. iii. i have to go, i'm disappearing. i ask him for help getting to the attic. i forgot where it was. i find my suitcase, empty, but tattered inside i place shards of unwashed dishes and the wrapping paper he sent along with my birthday present, back when we still believed in us my fingers bleed out, so does the case would i rather lose the baggage? or keep quiet, drag it out, leave another day iv. i chose the lat

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What Is a Literary Journal? by PinkyMcCoversong, journal

What Is a Literary Journal?

Sep 10, 2015

Art in the Professions Week There are lots of magazines out there. Ones you might be more familiar with are the ones you can buy at the grocery store check-out aisle—Elle, Vogue, People, Cooking Light. You know, that stuff. But most of these magazines publish work that is along the lines of journalism, or occasionally creative non fiction (CNF) and criticism (reviews). Magazines you might not be as familiar with are literary journals. You probably won't find these at the grocery store. You might, but it's probably just The New Yorker. The Paris Review if you're at some schmancy place. These are some of the oldest and most celebrated li

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Artist // Literature

May 27
United States
Deviant for 10 years
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still edgy. (social) science guy. i like cats, coffee, & cartoons. i write stuff.

Favourite Movies

the rocky horror picture show

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

mcr, the front bottoms, ajj, cavetown, frank iero, panic!, fall out boy

Favourite Games

animal crossing, stardew valley

Favourite Gaming Platform

switch!

Tools of the Trade

caffeine

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fiercestrawberry

Jan 20, 2018

thank u for the love even when i don't log on more than once a week i love u all

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fiercestrawberry

Apr 5, 2017

- my grandma passed away sunday. it's in a poem descrip from then bc i was in shock i'm sorry it seemed really odd. - we have one (1) extra family unit here for the time being because of this. - i'm overwhelmed and may or may not catch up w poems. - ...

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fiercestrawberry

Mar 28, 2017

a berry necessary update

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i haven't posted a real journal in some time. life stuff: - i'm a sophomore in university, studying biology. i graduated high school june 2016. i plan on minoring in gender studies. i got into my uni's honors college. i'm still in florida. - i have a lovely lovely lovely partner and am generally pretty happy - i got a job tutoring at the high school i graduated from, i tell 9th and 10th and 11th graders to suck shit up mostly - i'm sick rn it sucks writing stuff: - i'm writing again !! yay !! it's hard to write sometimes - i'm working on some stuff that will NOT be published here rn - i will also work on napo next month - if anyone