i was in isle of Target, and i saw a KING sized chocolate bar. I thought about getting it for you. As a random gift. i thought you would like it. And then my imagination kicked in, and i was in the candy aisle for a good fifteen minutes deciding whether getting you a king sized candy bar was creepy. because, okay, a normal candy bar is a nice gesture, but a king sized candy bar probably means...

I am incredibly awkward and negative.I get attached easily, and I hold on for too long.I don't like opening up to people.Most 5 year old children can express their feeling better than me.I am a very strange child, and have weird interests.Although im an idiot, i am not dumb.I hide behind my fake smiles.I'm terrified of being hurt.I tend to act older than I am.I'm probably one of the most difficult...

Its weird. I think i know myself, but in fact, i don’t know crap about myself. I know my name is Brianna Gutierrez, and i was born on June 13th, 1996. Thats a certain fact. Everything after that is just a simple guess. Nothing is for sure about it. I will never truly understand the meaning of my life. Never. And i dont want to. Because knowing my life has meaning is better than trying to find...

I spent a lot of time with therapists because my parents thought twenty "millionyearsinparentheses" meant I was holding feelings in, that blue "robininmylungs" meant I wanted to kill myself.i was a stupid little kid who sensed the spaces between the words in my poems. The kid who still senses the hesitation from I all the way to you.My dad never wanted me to be a writer. He thinks being a poet is...

it was like i couldn’t speak, except to make little whirring noises in the back of my throat. it was like i stopped wondering when or if we’d ever get back to normal, or abnormal, or whatever we were that i so desperately loved. it was like my heart opened up and spilled its contents all over the floor, like i became a poet who only used constanants. it was like i became a homeless person,...

There is nothing that ruins my mornings more than the morning news. All they do is lie. Literally the first word out of there mouth is a lie. " Good morning....." Lie.lie.lie.Usually they greet you with that good morning, and then tell you that a plane has crashed, or that there was another earthquake. They say ' Good morning'... and then they tell you why it is not.How good does this sound to...