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All I Wanted

All I Wanted  I said it all through silence. Wrote it— everything I wanted to purge dumped on the page in stream of consciousness, all I wanted yanked out of my head, said in the quiescence of introspection and closed into the pages of yesterday, burned into history, never spoken, saying more in the silence of my secrets than if I’d let impulse  escape the confines of my notebook.   You’ll never know all that I wanted to tell you but maybe that’s better.

True stories. Also, listen to Paramore’s “All I Wanted” and scream along.

Sweet dreams!

–Leanne Rebecca

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Fantasy

Fantasy

I know Saturdays are usually my Twenty One Pilots day, but I’m a little disoriented in terms of what day of the week it is. I moved houses this week so my schedule is scrambled. Thanks for stopping by and enjoy your weekend!