June 2012
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Willow Girl
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Willow Girl, collapse into the dirt, wet with the tears you lost under moonlight.
Willow Girl, let your pale, fading leaves fall, drift slowly to the dewy grass, your colour vanishing.
Willow Girl, let your branches be bare, expose your fragile skeleton to the harsh Arctic winds.
Willow Girl, let your limbs dislocate, and all strength leave your barely surviving frame.
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I love the tension in voices, when people talk loudly or in agitation. It shoots through the air with the speed and accuracy of an arrow, but extends, continuous and taut as a guitar string. Sometimes it sets my muscles on edge, but god, it’s cutting in the most satisfactory way.
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I had a dream. There were vines crawling up my legs, fiery and opalescent. I could see through them to the seashell-mauve marks they left on my skin. It felt like rope-burn, and every extension of the vine was consistent in thickness. By the time it sheathed my body, I felt no pain. It was a large, warm cocoon, writhing around me, full of life and crackling fire and evening sunlight.
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My name is Cora Bixby. I’m 22 years old, but I look like I’m still 18. I am an Aries. I like to write.
I also draw a little, but I wouldn’t call myself an artist. Mostly it’s the influence of my friends. I like comic books, jackals, apples, and Adventure Time. I’m in college- sophomore year, and I still haven’t decided on a major. Not to say I don’t know...
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tumblrbot asked: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
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