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  • On Religion

    Lately I have found myself praying, which is laughable because I consider myself atheist, but it’s not to any Christian deity, simply whatever one will listen, and make this hell that we’re all in called America, collapse within itself, I don’t hate my country, I love it dearly, I simply want it cleansed of all… Read more

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  • I find it odd

    I find it odd that compassion has become something people forgot, I find it odd that you’d rather be hateful than not, I find it odd that you’re believing heinous lies, all because that means you’ve got your guy, I find it odd you can’t think beyond yourself, for just one second, I find it… Read more

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  • What’s good?

    It took me a long time to think for myself I thought being good meant agreeing with everyone and then one day I heard a reverend talking to people about who could and couldn’t get married and all I could think of was, how can you talk of what god wants, when there is nothing… Read more

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  • On growing up

    I keep on thinking about teenage me, because sometimes it feels like I am still sixteen, and I know she would wonder why I’m not where I thought I would be, but if she knew the truth, she’d understand, and still be proud of me, because I grew up when I didn’t think I’d live… Read more

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  • What does it matter?

    What does it matter if the prices of eggs are lower if you can’t eat them? What does it matter if you have schools if they do not have money to teach in them? What does it matter if women have babies, if all you do is look for ways to shoot them? Read more

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  • Jamul

    I grew up in a place called Jamul There was a man who sold strawberries I still remember and a place we ate at before all of my school plays where we ate enchiladas I had a pinata at all of my birthdays had friends that did flamenco dancing after school and learned to swear… Read more

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  • Approval

    I spent so much time wanting your approval and the thing of it was you weren’t even worthy of mine and I would not understand that until I was free from your existence and you were nothing but dust in the wind no longer making me beg for your affection or time Read more

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  • Things I love

    I love Mexican food and sugar skulls mariachi music I get excited when I hear different accents I like watching flamenco dancing and had pinatas at my birthdays and watched the Selena movie a million times as a kid and got excited when I would hear her songs on the radio When I needed a… Read more

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  • Dear future,

    I hope we’ve learned some lessons. Hope the President isn’t an asshole. Hope the world got a little better. A little kinder. I hope we’ve made the earth less polluted. I hope you had a good year. With love, Diana Crescent Read more

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  • Remember when people had thoughts inside of them

    I want all of the things that make people want to be me but I don’t want to be greedy I want success, I want money (I don’t need the money) Oh god, I hate that that is a lie And I don’t believe in god And I need the fucking money to survive the… Read more

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