I Guess The Old You Is A Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

— I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

goddamn it.

normal gets you nowhere 💓

Words to Use Instead of "Said"

whispered

shouted

exclaimed

murmured

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yelled

cried

screamed

stammered

declared

replied

answered

commented

remarked

suggested

hinted

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"I have my mothers rage, and my father's ability to walk away. this, I've learned, is a very lonely combination."

Rose Brik, my father's eyes, my mother's rage

I exist only in limbo. The journey extends for every step I take. The life I want hanging off the edge, taunting me. Siren’s songs fuel my body forward. Exhaustion builds to a crescendo.

I lose count of my steps, of the drops left in my water jug. I leave behind pieces of myself as breadcrumbs, just in case you want to find me again.

I hope we’re walking to the same ledge.