belonging is entitlement sometimes for the better or worse

it can be a boost of confidence you can scream “i belong here!”

it can be an object that airport security has taken away

it can be a state of mind where you have chosen to stay

it is the alphabet, because A needs B as much as Y needs Z they all have their places, and so they shall belong

belonging is flexible, and varies depending ...

Do you have a particular thing you like to do?

IT SAID: I like to eat

Is there anything in particular you like to eat?

IT SAID: yes

Do you return to that thing time after time?

IT SAID: yes

Then that would be called your favorite.

IT SAID: okay

Now imagine that favorite thing to eat was your best friend.

IT SAID: i do not want to imagine eating my best friend

But you want to to return to...

We can make this work I can be high maintenance But I am loyal Suppose we get in a fight Love you no matter who’s right...

my mind is not a peaceful place broken glass and crumbled walls past arguments and spoken slurs echo down my marble halls stress and red lace the ceilings fragile portraits capture my feelings I hate my guts and my friend dressed in pink i love my clothes but i’m not what you’d think sometimes i go days without thinking to eat

but it’s alright

things are always changing and in my reflection...

“Alright then,” I say after the audience stops applauding. Someone clears their throat and my eyes draw to them. Oh. It’s Serafina. Of course. What better place to find you judgmental but also very nerdy ex, than at a seminar about the scientific method. I want to be clear right now, that I didn’t ask to speak, but then some smart dude with connections to the even smarter scientific community saw ...

i dont understand it becus ive never seen papa cry befor and ive never seen mama so cuiet in my hole life today we went to a big bilding with a lotta benches that were rilly smooth and my family was sat in the front and the sealing was rilly far away thare was a big box and it was also rilly smooth it lookd like a door becus it was open but was posishand so i cudnt see and evrybody wokd up but my ...

Memory breathes Present aches Yearning suffocates Future awaits....

“ I think it was a tornado. Like in The Wizard of Oz.” She says. “ I think that’s foolish.” I say. “ So then what do you think caused it?” She says “ Simple human error.” I say. “ You think that about everything.” She says. “ Indeed I do.” I say. “ Huh.” She says. “ Huh indeed.” I say. “ Stop being a smart ass.” She says. “ Smart ass indeed.” I say.

silence __

“ Or maybe it’s just an illusion,...

We all would’ve been better off, if you hadn’t told me where you actually were last night. We just can’t be friends anymore. This was how it was supposed to go:

You come over at seven. Together, we leave my house at 7:25. We drive to Angelica’s house to pick her up around 7:40. At approximately eight o’clock, we would arrive at the party. The deal was that we leave at ten. That’s the responsible ...

in a bright blue beanie _ _ under a willow tree _ she sits_ _ and i cant tell_ who is weeping more — _ her,_ _ or the willow?_...