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onefivefive: emanon
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Monday, April 12, 2010. I've thought about that feeling when her arm is around my waist, and that moment where you know you're right, and whether i would resist it next time, or give in, and the tap tap tap of the beat beat beat of something in my head that matches up with something in my chest that moves outside without thought. I've thought about my thumb running across the line of your jaw. I've thought about my tongue running across your teeth. to the top of your mouth. My heart throws sparks.
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onefivefive: shellac
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Tuesday, May 25, 2010. I was on a plane the next morning. everything fell into place. and i glided through. I'm still gliding. it's as quiet as the flights i took as a kid in my grandfather's WWII glider. the breath patterns the same- nothing at release, then slowly again. I'm just beginning to feel the gasp for air. i'm just beginning to hear the sound of the ground. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My heart throws sparks. View my complete profile.
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onefivefive: October 2010
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Friday, October 8, 2010. We gotta give them hope. I loved high school. i loved my friends. i loved my family. my growing up was good. I grew up in a moderately conservative home and a traditional, but liberal, church. i did most of my growing up in arkansas, the buckle of the bible belt. It was always the 'don't you want to go to heaven' question that tortured me. for a long time, i actually believed the bible condemned queer life in the same way it condemned murder. it doesn't. To all of us, we have to ...
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onefivefive: December 2009
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Thursday, December 31, 2009. How do i love this moment? Several months ago, i was out dancing with friends. i was two-stepping badly, but having a great time. One of my friends commented she was too timid to get on the floor for the lesson. i looked at her and said, "when i get nervous, or anxious, or any number of other debilitating feelings i ask myself, 'how do i love this moment? And most of time, the answer comes pretty quick.". I have always admired my twin brother mike. growing up, superman wa...
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onefivefive: we were born and raised in the summer haze
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Friday, March 18, 2011. We were born and raised in the summer haze. I think i thought that if i just made it through the first year after mom died, it would mean success. everyone talked about the first year. So, it was 10 days after the year anniversary that i started setting things on fire. And, i guess that means that i have begun. i just can't touch it. Everyday, i think about not saying goodbye to her. everyday, i wonder where she is. does she still know us? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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onefivefive: March 2010
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010. I believe in standing back up. I wrote that a few years ago. i've been thinking about it a lot lately. About the standing back up part. it took me so long to realize that was the difference for me. and that standing back up didn't have to mean standing apart. I also set a goal to be more independent. I've met that goal, a little too well. I've forgotten to hold hands. So, standing back up and holding hands, these are my prayers. they're not so far off from courage and grace.
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onefivefive: November 2009
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009. I flew into las vegas the day after mom's aneurysm. It was life interrupted in the house. her purse was on the kitchen table, her lipstick out. She wasn't planning on never coming home. Mom was planning the first christmas that suzanne and ben would be joining us. she had a three page to-do list. Each item was numbered. each item made sense, like 'pressure wash the deck.'. 37- mail molly's package. '. No one knows anything about the package. Links to this post.
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onefivefive: i believe in standing back up
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010. I believe in standing back up. I wrote that a few years ago. i've been thinking about it a lot lately. About the standing back up part. it took me so long to realize that was the difference for me. and that standing back up didn't have to mean standing apart. I also set a goal to be more independent. I've met that goal, a little too well. I've forgotten to hold hands. So, standing back up and holding hands, these are my prayers. they're not so far off from courage and grace.
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onefivefive: March 2011
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Friday, March 18, 2011. We were born and raised in the summer haze. I think i thought that if i just made it through the first year after mom died, it would mean success. everyone talked about the first year. So, it was 10 days after the year anniversary that i started setting things on fire. And, i guess that means that i have begun. i just can't touch it. Everyday, i think about not saying goodbye to her. everyday, i wonder where she is. does she still know us? Links to this post. My heart throws sparks.
