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to know that in a year I’ll be getting ready to graduate from college and thrown into the real world.
I could choose to double major and stay an extra semester, but then that’s another semester tuition to pay off, another semester of school work, another semester of anticipating the future, another semester tied down to college.
1. comm 03
2. Engl 10
3. comm 05
b4. math 45
1. ees 01
2. bio 10
1. drama 62
2. phil 10
3. engl 41
1. hist 12
2. polisci 2
3. psych 10
1. psych 61
1. in progress: Geog 115
1. music 187
1. in progress: afrs 144
1. in progress: phil 132
UPPER DIVISION WRITING
Just need this one!!!
shiiiiiit i’m almost done with college after this semester!
I’m thankful for my best friends. We may not see each other every day, sometimes we can even go weeks without hanging out, but we’re still best friends and have been since middle school. Not a lot of girls can say that they’re still best friends with the same people since thirteen.
I don’t think I’ve been on tumblr for the past couple months.
The pitter patter of my heart as it
beats against your iron fist
reminds me of those autumn nights
of candy corn kisses and
orange leaves in the swimming pool
when you would imprint a love letter
on the back of my wrist
with the slight trace of your finger
and not even the fears of midnight
would keep your chariot
from sweeping your effervescent soul away.
But that same gentle hand
that used to safely cradle me tight
now rubs my tender cheek
while you wail “I’m sorry”
as my bruised bottom lip
drips blood on the peeling linoleum floor.
I drown in your whisky drenched breath
as you force your tongue against mine
and as you undress me with those iron fists
the only thing that keeps my conscious
from slicing my throat with a nearby steak knife
are the memories from those autumn nights.
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