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                   The wind that comes off the moon is lonely, and you must never listen with both ears if it calls to you. People that follow it’s call do not return, never before have they, and never again will they.         Only one has ever returned from the wind. Her name was Etta, and she was saved by a girl with the forest in her bones. It started with the winter, the winter and the wind. That was when the first child vanished into the night, following the call of the winter wind. That was when the wind first tasted the warm breath of a child and liked it. And after, that was when the wind first realized it was lonely.      

The beauty of a desert is not in the knowledge of a well The beauty of a desert is not in the knowledge of a well The beauty of a desert is not in the promise of good things Secret gifts are not the beauty of a desert The beauty of a desert is its raw, unabashed hostility It will not smile to your face as it stabs you in the back. It will smile to your face, as it stabs your neck A desert will not lie to you the hard truth is it wants you dead The beauty of a desert is the brutal honesty of a place that knows it doesn’t need lies to bring you down

I don't know If I am angry Or If I think this is funny As near as I can figure I'm going to laugh But I'm also going to punch you in the face And then laugh some more

it's just that I sort of can't breathe when people ask 'Do you love me?' cause in my mind I can hear them yelling through doors Win some lose some, right?

This is how you get up in the morning when you’d rather die. This is how you hide the shadows under your eyes. This is how you hold in the tears; you’re stronger than you feel. This is how you get by on two hours of sleep. This is how you get by on less. This is how long you wait in between ADD pills and coffee. This is how you get ready in five minutes. This is how you finish in the car if you can’t. This is how you get to class when you’re almost late. This is how you walk in when you aren’t fast enough. This is how you sit like you don’t care; if you pretend their eyes don’t burn hard enough, it st

Get up without making a fuss, everyone has enough trouble as it is. At least sit up. Open your eyes, keep them open. It doesn’t matter that it’s dark. No crying, mornings are hard for everyone. Get over yourself. Stop sitting there waiting to wake up, you’re just stalling, you know it never works. Don’t try to remember your dream. It’ll just make it harder to sleep tonight. Stop walking when the floor starts moving, hold onto something solid. Keep your eyes open when the black spots appear, they’ll go away. Take your pills with water, coffee will make your heart race. Stay alert getting dressed, you zone ou