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Hello ocean, say goodbyeepiphany #783: either she married the wrong man or I'm the wrong child. I still haven't figured out which it is.Hello ocean, say goodbye
I'm a girl.
The one that lays in the very bottom of a salty swimming pool,
Just enjoying the feeling of bubbles escaping from her Cheerio mouth. Who doesn't need to breathe very often because she knows how to use her lungs.
She doesn't talk all that much.
She's boy-proof.
She's never been in love.
Because she can't speak what she really thinks and no one wants to listen to what she doesn't have to say anyways.
She sits and draws t


I Dared The Devil To Fly,It were as if I were dragged down by my own gravity. It seemed my fingers bled from holding onto the ledge so tightly. I doubted my teenage toes could go through cement. The forty-odd floors seemed a bit to hefty to break through, but, Nevertheless, I stood on the edge of the window. I could almost feel it crumbling in tiny sandstone pieces.I Dared The Devil To Fly,
Sometimes, Sacrifice is the name of the game.
I shut my eyelids so tight that I thought for sure, They'd push right into my mouth and I'd french kiss myself.
Monsieur Satan dared me to jump, I looked him in the eye and replie
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