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Peter Mckeller: "amd they caught me on it!"
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Amd they caught me on it! Does anyone even care anymore? Because crutches don't work on a broken heart. You can't cast it up and tell me not to use it for 6 weeks. It won't heal. I watched the tiny brunette break the boy's nose, and the dark haired exotic break the ribs,. But the blonde, your. Blonde, went straight for the heart. The trainer on sight was not equipped with the right bandages or even the right vocabulary tests to teach her how to deal with the phenomena. Posted by Peter Mckeller. But all t...
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Peter Mckeller: Sad Chairs
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I'm still waiting for you to come to a game, Dad. I never thought you'd miss my senior season. Posted by Peter Mckeller. Woah Crushed. Wow. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Having a Coke with You. Inky skies and midnight divulgences. Nothing but Us, and the Stars. Jammin by Peter Mckeller on Grooveshark. Lone Peak Creative Writing. I never said that! Amd they caught me on it! Ill favorite it when i get my ipod back. Travel template. Powered by Blogger.
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Peter Mckeller: "i never said that!"
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I never said that! It's been months and, I'm still waiting. You've got a new relationship and a great date for Prom and I'm. still. waiting. Hoping one of these days your alarm will go off and you'll realize even though I was nothing but wrong, we were always just right. That all the terrible times, they made us reach for light. That people look at us and they're on our side. Won't you join in the fight? Put our story in ink, we could end world hunger. Aren't we worth fighting for? There were waterfalls ...
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Peter Mckeller: "I love oatmeal!"
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Coming halfway through first and finding a decent parking spot. Light that warms your insides like the sun warms your face. Watermelon after an intense game of Burgess volleyball. The intimacy of speaking with your mouth shut. Like I'm falling with my eyes closed and the fear has left my body. A three pointer to put us into overtime for the state game. Next to the fireplace during a winter storm. Unlimited Sticky Fingers on fast Sunday. A blanket right out of the dryer. Posted by Peter Mckeller.
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no U turn: April 2014
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Tuesday, April 29, 2014. Well I cut six inches off my hair, but only like four on one side. I wanted my hair to be off balance, like my life. That was a joke, laugh plz.). It's been an interesting day. Now it's 8:14 and I don't know what to do. So, here's what I'm feeling right now if anyone cares:. The above boy meets world pictures is unnaturally accurate considering the events in my life right now). Sunday, April 27, 2014. I Really Like Reading. 1 Don't read the book. How To Enjoy Reading A Book:.
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no U turn: May 2014
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Tuesday, May 27, 2014. My favorite word is "apropos". And it all seemed very apropos to call you tonight. To let you know that 2 years is a long time,. And once you leave,. I'll probably never see you again. And it also seemed very apropos to text you after,. Asking if and how I can write you. I made an ice cream sundae tonight,. Cause I can,. And I think I finally understand the meaning of "real talk". Real talk is when your best friend cuddles with the boy you used to like,. Tuesday, May 20, 2014.
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no U turn: November 2014
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Tuesday, November 25, 2014. I'm 18 years old and I'm sorry, I didn't have anywhere else to write this down. It's 10:46 and I'm 18 years old. My brother has a good job. I'm 18 years old. And maybe it's the Arizona air. Because my brother has a good job. Don't get me wrong, I like all three of them. But I also liked when my brother made pizza. And had a guitar. And brought his friends home. I'm 18 years old. And I'm going to start playing the piano again. And maybe it's the Arizona air. I'm 18 years old.
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no U turn: July 2014
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Thursday, July 31, 2014. My rant on music/life in general. You've probably never heard of them.". Okay, cool. Introduce me to them, then. What's wrong with us liking the same music? Why is one band or genre of music specifically yours and "Thank God I don't have to share it with the whole world because that'd be just."? Don't you want them to keep making good music? Don't you want them to get paid? Alright, then share their music. I'm sure they'd love that more than anything, honestly. You know, it's oka...
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no U turn: March 2015
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Sunday, March 1, 2015. And your words are sprouting like daisies in February. And I'll never know what happened. And your braids cover your ocean of eyes. And I'll always be grateful. And your arms will lay limp at your sides. And I'll lift up your sleeves again. And I don't know if I should say something. Do I admit it all? It seems like a trend right now. I lived for her until I figured out how to live for myself. And I wish I could say a b=c. And that could be the answer to everything. I used to liste...
