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Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl: To Do
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Monday, December 23, 2013. Hating yourself isn't poetry, you know. But it's a lot easier to hate than love and it's a lot easier to be crazy than sane or maybe it's easier to be sane than crazy, I dunno. Girls, stop highlighting your hair the color of suicide,. And boys, stop falling asleep to netflix. It's bad for your eyes. Everyone, stop wearing so much death. Colors are cool. Dye your hair blue and get some new piercings. (maybe don't do the last one, I did that and my mom was angry.). And thank you ...
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Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl: February 2015
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Tuesday, February 10, 2015. A post for Pretty Girls. Lungs tight, ears ringing, throat burning, I'm drowning. Drowning from the tears of the one who despises me the most. Drowning because I did it, I finally did it. I told her something I've been choking back since the 10th grade, something I've only ever told 2 people. I cried and cried and cried and expected her to do the same. But she wasn't surprised, not one bit. She wasn't shocked or concerned or confused. She told me I was pretty. Girl is a greaser.
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GIRL IS A GREASER: February 2014
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GIRL IS A GREASER. Thursday, February 13, 2014. I'M PROPOSING TO YOU. If you claim to hate Valentines Day, I probably don't like you. If you post and/or say the words "Single Awareness Day" chances are, I hate you. Valentines Day isn't a day to wallow in all of your singleness, okay? IT'S A DAY TO FREAKING LOVE PEOPLE. Do you have a problem loving people? If you answered "yes" to any of the above questions you probably have daddy-issues or something. Now, do you think this proposition is too much for you?
loyddobler.blogspot.com
I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: a mess of broken hearts and love notes
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Saturday, November 1, 2014. A mess of broken hearts and love notes. I think i'm in love with love. But i think i hate love too. I guess i wouldn't know though because i don't think i've been in love before. I thought i was once. But they say if you have to think about it even a little bit then it's not love. But since i let that one slip through my fingers i haven't found anything that compares. Some have been close. Who said that anyways? What exactly is a cliche?
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: November 2014
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Saturday, November 8, 2014. Board shorts and flip flops. I've been waiting for fall to come for forever now. Because i've been stuck in a never ending summer. In my mind time hasn't changed - it's held still and frozen in memories. Memories of board shorts and flip flops. Snow cones and hikes in the mountains. Early morning bike rides and late night walks in the park. Waking up to the sunrise and falling asleep under the stars. Movie marathons and days at lagoon.
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: this ones for the real men
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Thursday, April 24, 2014. This ones for the real men. This one is for my hero. Not the guy who throws touchdowns on sunday afternoons. Or the guy who beats up villains in tights. This is for the man who works 7-5 each day to put food on my table. For the man who taught me a job worth doing is worth doing right. For the man who told me a person is only as good as their word. This one is for the man with the best beard in utah county. This one is for my best friend.
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: December 2013
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Tuesday, December 24, 2013. This one is to the good times. And to the bad times. To the fun we’ve had together. And to the arguments we’ve had with each other. I remember when we stayed up til’ 3am watching Say Yes to the Dress just because I wanted to stay up and talk to you. I remember when you made me kill that mouse with Lysol and rocks when I was 4 and then you held me after and we cried together. Been one of my best friends and greatest listeners. We used to ...
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: April 2014
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Thursday, April 24, 2014. This ones for the real men. This one is for my hero. Not the guy who throws touchdowns on sunday afternoons. Or the guy who beats up villains in tights. This is for the man who works 7-5 each day to put food on my table. For the man who taught me a job worth doing is worth doing right. For the man who told me a person is only as good as their word. This one is for the man with the best beard in utah county. This one is for my best friend.
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GIRL IS A GREASER: July 2014
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GIRL IS A GREASER. Friday, July 18, 2014. I wrote for myself today. I sat down and I wrote. But in an effort to write for myself and not for the comments, I'm keeping it for me. I feel good about it. This has been long over due, but I don't know I felt like today was as good as any day to start something good, you know? Thursday, July 17, 2014. CHEAP PANIC ATTACKS and DISHES. I went to Ikea with my mom the other day to buy dishes and forks and knives and pots and pans and etc. This one is only $3.
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: September 2013
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Sunday, September 29, 2013. This is just a shout out to all of the great bloggers in our class. And I mean there are some DANG. Good ones. So here are just a couple of pictures that describe how I feel when I'm trying to come up with something to write after I've read some of them. So thank you to those that have inspired me and have challenged me to keep up with their amazing work. You're not scared of the dark. You're scared of what's in it. I don't care anymore.
