Ashton
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The End of Phase 2 Pt. 3: Notes.
From the pages of Thought Processing (my handwritten journal): Purchase a copy of Yes Please by Amy Poehler and highlight the shit out of that book. Screw the partnership. Start writing posts for the books we carry and hopefully others will follow. Maybe ask local writer friends to write a post about their favorite book Continue reading
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“Help me start to heal”
I refuse to remain in regrets To pander like a slave to your wants No contrition from me will you get No submission to dilettantes (No) I’ve existed too long in secrets I have lived like a man confined Epicene and elaborate Fatalistic and resigned (No) A momentary lapse of the ground I gained the Continue reading
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“If you knew my story word for word…”
Usually when things gone this far, people tend to disappear No one will surprise me unless you do. I can tell there’s something goin’ on, hours seem to disappear Everyone is leaving, I’m still with you There’s a pair of jeans hanging off the door of some office next to the old Citrus Theater. I Continue reading
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“She may not be Miss Right, but she’ll do right now”
I used to hang on every word Each lie was more absurd Kept me so insecure But now that’s over She taught me how to trust And to believe in us And then she taught me how to cuss… that bitch! It’s over I recruited Ashton, my hipsis (despite the way it sounds, that isn’t Continue reading
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Say Yes
I’m in love with the world through the eyes of a girl who’s still around the morning after. We broke up a month ago, and I grew up – I didn’t know I’d be around the morning after It’s always been wait and see A happy day and then you’ll pay And feel like shit Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 