High school has carved out my heart like a pumpkin. Its contents may be in a compost heap, or oozing out of a garbage bag.
posted by Sophie @ 8:14 PM
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
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5 Comments:
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Hang in there! You can do it!
I have tasted freedom and it is sweet.
Also, you're not cut off from the vine yet. You'll regenerate. Trust me.
Perhaps its contents are in a pie! How is that not encouraging?
So you can eat me in one sitting and then vomit, because I don't go so well with one of your meds? Yay!!
You know what, Sophie? Only you could ruin my pie metaphor! Why?
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