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ode to my cousin
who had a tumor the size of a basketball removed from her uterus.
Ode to my cousin
who has one less choice. One more reminder of fragility and finalism.
Ode to my cousin
who has Figment, the purple dragon, tattooed on her back. because possibilities are endless. and her father is amazing
Ode to Jennifer Gibbons
Who is recovering in the hospital from this. Who thought a heavy period was just a heavy burden. Who I haven't talked to in a year. Who is, for all intents and purposes, alone in Las Vegas



And Ode to my family.
Who forgot to tell me. I don't know. a week and a half ago when all this was happening?


so this is what it looks like for a girl without waterproof eyemakeup to cry.

my my. see her face glow.

My love to all. There are things amiss brewing. Bad things. Bad energy. something is coming. Or has it been here all along. watching us.

time to start being honest with myself. I'm unhappy. which is why I can't read his journal or look at those pictures of him happy and kissing her without this pang in my stomach. I doubt he'll know this is about him when he reads it, either, which is cute. If he reads this.

Something I don't have enough of in my life: Closure. I need closure. this quote has never been more true than now:

"PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I WANT' protect me protect me protect me protect me protect me protect me...

read this entry all the way through and try not to laugh once. fuckin try it...

cl0ck be well all. seriously.