waffles301

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jezebel by waffles301, literature

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jezebel

i was five the sun was egg-yolk in the sky salt and pepper clouds the air tasting of orange juice. i walked to school and came home with a sticky-sweet popsicle smile. the first word i ever learned to read was i was eight my mom drove as we both sang along to the static of the radio i held the memory of a tall little blonde girl against my heart. the first real friend i ever made ran up to me and i ran away i was ten ragged nails and split ends trying on the dirty words to see how they tasted on my tongue. i liked dancing on the edge walking a tightrope without a net the first time i ever fought was with words, not fists still w

to my little sister at fifteen by waffles301, literature

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to my little sister at fifteen

sometimes your mind will go blank sometimes your chest will hurt sometimes you'll end up staring at a paper a million words you wanna say but none of them reaching ink and you'll stare and stare and stare sometimes you'll stand in the hall listening to the cacophony of voices rushing round and round wanting to join them but your feet are nailed to the ground and everything passes in the end your arms will seem fat your legs too short your nose too long some days you'll want to take the skin of your belly and just cut it off and maybe you'll be beautiful you will have spanish tests and trig tests geography pop quizzes in between tests of sp

at the confessional by waffles301, literature

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at the confessional

throw your sins out the window and watch em bleed against the glass spinning round and round never stopping merry go round wash your sins away and bleed out into my arms i'll hold you tight sing you a lullaby a song between good and good-bye i'll take your sins hold them fast against my lips and breathe life into them you'll never miss them you never did walk with lucifer and you don't know something's gone but i loved you anyways sins and all

somewhere in between by waffles301, literature

perspective by waffles301, literature

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perspective

you know it's incredibly stupid because you're so not my type really practical and grounded and perfect aren't the words that describe me but they fit you like a glove you're football jerseys and combed hair a+++ you've got the world waiting at your fingertips you live life and never see it me i'm spilled coffee on jeans leaves in hair morning breath and worn out sneakers i'm in love with ideas that leave me breathless always looking for things i can't quite reach i don't know why i fell in love with the way you bow your head at church like you're actually praying (because i honestly thought, who actually does th

want by waffles301, literature

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want

i want someone to tell me the honest-to-God truth about me someone to say, "ugly girl, your eyes are too small your legs too short your knees are scabby, your hands covered with ink, the stain of lies smile too big in the voice of a little girl" (i want someone to tell me these things or i'm afraid i'll never know) i want someone to want to know the honest-to-God truth about me someone to ask, "odd girl, why do you laugh into your hand like it's a mystery you can't tell the world spin in circles, sing out loud yell your secrets and hide your thoughts why do you pass tests to be stupid and why do you speak words

friday night lights by waffles301, literature

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friday night lights

first quarter. i suppose it was typical me to say hello and expect a smile and conversation in return (and it was typical you not to look up and instead only nod) stupid me and stupid you, we'll never change second quarter. i wanted you to see me laughing so grown up and happy and different and so beautiful you could barely b r e a t h e (instead, you were laughing and i hadn't changed at all) i will always be the coal in the diamonds halftime show. was i even there? was there a moment you thought of me? (your words float through my dreams your voice and smile a l

universal language by waffles301, literature

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universal language

i laid back against the concrete burning beneath my hair water lapping at my feet (H – hydrogen 2O) oxygen feels hard to spare the lights flickered on and off. i cupped my fingers around my face (carpals and metacarpals phalanges and at least 20 joints) heard them snap and crack we're all slowly dying anyway world faded to a buzz talk and laugh the sound waves mixing and overlapping till it all became one (my eardrums have yet to be ruptured from euphoria) they say silence isn't good for the soul if i squinted I could see tiny specs balls of dust and gas a hundred million miles away (light

east coast by waffles301, literature

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east coast

i want to walk through the woods feel the damp dirt and rocks stick to the bottom of my feet and i want to get lost in the smell of wet leaves in the fall instead of watching them go by the train window i stand on the rocks and watch hello world i want to wander your streets get lost in your alleys and listen to the roar of the night find myself in tiny bookshops and spill coffee on my jeans safety first, my mother always said she whispered it every night while i slept she has never strayed from the beaten track will always be something and yet nothing at all i want to stand on the edge of the hot concrete in baltimore

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jezebel by waffles301, literature

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to my little sister at fifteen by waffles301, literature

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to my little sister at fifteen

at the confessional by waffles301, literature

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at the confessional

somewhere in between by waffles301, literature

perspective by waffles301, literature

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want

friday night lights by waffles301, literature

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friday night lights

universal language by waffles301, literature

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universal language

east coast by waffles301, literature

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east coast

and counting by waffles301, literature

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Candy at a Funeral by TheGlassIris, literature

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Candy at a Funeral

In the face of bitterness I have mastered sweetness. By the end of this day I will have calculated exact measurements of cream to wipe clean the face of gravestones. I will have learned to soothe the aching of windswept hearts, to break open on my part like a shell of chocolate quivering open, full of cream. I will have learned to love grief as dearly as my own dream. At the end of my childhood -my dream- of owning a candy store: a sweet shop, a bakery…. specializing in the art of the glazed. The wedding cakes, the brick tarts, memory of a birt

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Miles by waffles301, literature

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Miles

A girl on a corner without the sun Catching snowflakes on her tongue Yeah, it looks like Ohio in the winter (snow's all cold and white) But it feels like LA in the summer Tastes like California at night. A girl on an empty park bench Reading a novel whose name she forgets Yeah, it may be raining in Ohio (hey, watch the snow melt) But it sounds like the setting summer sun And she can still remember how it felt Because everything's locked away Wonderful, crystalline dreams won't stay Yeah, she's still a girl in Ohio (small-town good-girl) But her mind's in a faraway city Watching someone else dance and twirl It's over now, but

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Mar 29
United States
Deviant for 12 years
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I am a dreamer with my head mostly in the clouds. I rarely feel like coming back to Earth, only when people force me to such as in school or when talking to adults. I suppose you could call it a daze-I see movies only I can see, where I can control the actors and the situation they get into. Sometimes I give them happy endings. Other times not so much.

I'm not a very good artist. My best friend Kagi is. She has an artist's graceful handwriting, while I have a writer's scrawl. But stories are my own art. I control everything in notebooks (my own kind of Death Note, ha ha; I'm gonna change the world) My other best friend Ryu-chan is grounded. Practical. Keeps us both connected to the world. Without her, I'm afraid we'd float away.

I am frustrating. I am stubborn. I am somewhat stupid. I ask obvious questions. I hold grudges. I tell awkward jokes that aren't always funny and I cry alone sometimes for no reasons. The only reason I say this is cause it's anonoymous. Oh, and I obssess about spelling words right. Not sure if I spelled that right.

I'm usually not this serious. Please don't get used to it. I am innocently evil. I'm plotting a back door out of situations, a way to reduce the damage to myself at all costs. I am gifted, but selfish. Don't trust me.

Talk to me, 'kay? If you don't, I'll have no one to talk to but myself. And that's a lot of inspiration going to waste.

Favourite Visual Artist

Kagi...uh, that's it

Favourite Movies

Harry Potter, Sweet Home Alabama, The Ring, Forest Gump, Narnia...quite a mix.

Favourite TV Shows

Pretty Little Liars, Hart of Dixie, Bones, The Finder, Hetalia, Ouran Host Club, Last Man Standing

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Taylor Swift, Paramore, Lady Antebellum, The Band Perry...a lot of country

Favourite Books

Harry Potter, the Hunger Games, Percy Jackson, Wintergirls, Maximum Ride, the Airhead Trilogy

Favourite Writers

Laurie Halse Anderson, J.K. Rowling, Meg Cabot, Rick Riordan, Dictionary Ink

Tools of the Trade

Pen, paper, Microsoft Word, Google (for research)

Other Interests

Soccer, boys, dancing badly, watching Youtube videos, listening to music, watching TV...typical teenage stuff

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waffles301

Jun 27, 2012

Oh Boy...

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I just had to do it...I'm seriously bored right now... 100 Truths Meme 001.Real full name?  Leila Genericname. Nah. Just kidding. 002. Nickname(s)?  Technically, my name is my nickname, and my nickname isn't really my name because my name isn't my name. 003. Zodiac sign?  Aries. That weird bull thing. 004. Male or female? - Depends on the day. Just kidding. I'm female. Most of the time. 005. Nursery: I don't know...I just know it was in Texas and I didn't want to take naps. 006. Primary School: Prado View Elementary and Alligator Elementary. I was a special kid. I had to change in third grade. 007. Secondary School

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waffles301

May 12, 2012

Worst. Finale. Ever.

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So the season finale of one of my favorite TV shows was on last night. The main character got arrested, the U.S. marshall lost her job, and the gypsy girl ran away. And then FOX got stupid and canceled the series. What an end. I'm now depressed. BRING BACK THE FINDER!

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waffles301

May 7, 2012

That Awkward Moment...

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...when you realize the candle you just smelled and thought was so good is called 'Island Margarita' and you're wondering if it's a foreshadow of things to come. :P