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a dancer. a writer. asexual. a flirt. a hypocrite. a dreamer. a girl. a woman. me. larissa.
Anonymous asked: what's happened in the last week that's been good or made you smile?
I got to babysit my friend’s Kitten, Diego, I drew some really cool pictures and yeah
Anonymous asked: What surgery do you have to have?
One to look for and fix endometriosis on my ovaries!
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Anonymous asked: it's only one thing. in the future you'll get many many opportunities to see and experience wonderful things. just not this time. (i can't go to the coldplay concert at the end of this year too, and they are my all time favourite band) keep going girl *hugs*. i should just call myself your hugs anon haha
hugs anon…I think it will stick…
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I Feel You Wondering (Brittana)
I feel you wondering how I let it happen. How did it fall apart?
We lie on the floor in the sunlight, the light streaked on the glass. You lie on your stomach with your head cradled on your arms, your hair in glittering strands on the wooden floor. Every time you take a deeper breath or move your head, your hair catches the light differently.
I have a book called Dragon Song open in front of me. In my mind the girl and her dragons look exactly the way they do on the cover: calm, with the world going wild around them, the ocean in curls, the dragons perched with their wings open in golds and bronzes, all ready for flight; the girl, the dragons, the water, all ready to float away. The girl holds pipes to her lips and lets her eyes stay closed. I wonder how she’s so calm.
I knew it was happening, San, of course I did. Once you got pushed out on your own in that hallway, I couldn’t think. I would sit at night at my desk with the light bright on the books and the pages would look blank, or like they were written in Russian. I hid my first semester report card and my mom didn’t ask. It wouldn’t have mattered. It was like I was hearing people’s voices underwater, all the words smeared; or reading books ruined by water.
If I were that girl in the ocean, I wouldn’t be calm. I wouldn’t pour music from my hands, I couldn’t keep the dragons still with their pinwheel eyes, I couldn’t remember my whole name.
And you lie there and sigh, lifting your head to rest your chin on your arms. You look at me and I feel you wondering how you didn’t know. Since we’re quiet right now you let your eyes stay quiet.
You reach out and rub a pinch of my hair between your fingers. I lower my forehead to the book to let you reach more of me. You stroke my head, your hands light and slow, and your questions are there in your skin. If I had words that wouldn’t hurt you I would try to answer.
It’s just that you knew all along that it was you, how every room seemed like a room whirling with water. I could hear the rush of it, see how if someone weren’t fighting with you, everything you wanted would float away. What did I care if my own things floated away from me? I already have so much less to lose, and no words to ask for what’s already mine.
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Missy Higgins was coming to Adelaide to perform in my favourite theatre for one night only and I looked up tickets and they weren’t sold out and then I went to buy one tonight and they were all gone. Not that it matters anyway because my surgery got scheduled for that same day and obviously I’m not supposed to deserve good things and oh hey, after this tour she’s quitting music yay I’m so glad I don’t get to see a musician who influenced me so much ever woo life is amazing
intergalactickoala replied to your post: lebanesetoaster replied to your post: Eek, I…
Baby I don’t think that’s how dirty clothes work - also something lying on your floor isn’t necessarily ‘aired’ unless you have a fuckload of windows that are constantly open and no damp weather
thecityofpawnee replied to your post: lebanesetoaster replied to your post: Eek, I…
i think your logic is flawed.
I think you guys don’t have to smell me so it doesn’t matter. Plus, everything is clean now and in the dryer so by tomorrow I’ll be sanitary again.
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lebanesetoaster replied to your post: Eek, I haven’t worn my ballet studio t-shirt in…
…you haven’t done washing in months? Meaning laundry? Either you have a closet the size of Narnia or someone else has been doing your laundry…
No I just have a lot of underwear and socks and haven’t been wearing much of anything else…also, if it’s been dirty for a week and on my floor then it’s aired so it’s lost it’s dirtiness and I can wear it again.
Anonymous asked: Pics or it didn't happen?
Umm I kind of have to go to the doctor’s now but maybe if when I come back I’m not feeling self conscious…
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Eek, I haven’t worn my ballet studio t-shirt in ages and our ballet teacher was tiny and she was always like “oh so you’ll be extra small, yes?” and everyone else was tiny too so I was just like…”uhh small actually” instead of saying medium because they were Supre sizes which are like 10 year old, 12 year old, anorexic, really skinny and maybe a skinny person can fit into this, medium kind of.
And so I put it on because I haven’t done washing it a very long time like a few months maybe and I just realised HOW VERY SMALL AND PINK it is but hey, I can see my abs through it so I feel a bit better.
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