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skylerdrake:

The weight of expectation 
made our roof fall in
and with it 
came the rain

and man, did it rain

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I dreamed, for the first time in what feels like forever, about love again.
And you were there with me. And together we laid our heads and sighed into each other and sank, deeper and deeper into a place that only we know and were alone. And I awoke alone and thought only of you.

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Why don’t they ever tell us
how it’s really gonna feel

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Take me back to Hollywood

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And the sky held stars
for fear of letting go
and losing them amidst the space
so full of misery and silence

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Today is the first day in a while that I just don’t want to leave my house but I don’t want to be alone.

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my tomato is finally turning red.
its fucking december dude.
lol fuck opt

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naybowl:

Well I’ve changed except my heart still beats too fast and my lungs still collapse and my legs still shake. I once thought love was real when we sat atop that hill and looked at cars below. We used to grow. You kissed me on the forehead and told me that you’d never let go. You told me that you’d love me until the end. Which begs the question, are we now dead? The person I thought I knew must be the person I once trusted until my bones rusted over in the snow we used to grow like the tallest tree in my background I used to know. Well happiness and joy and bliss, how it all disappeared so quick. So here’s to life and here’s to love. I’ve said it before, that I fade with the setting sun.

My ears are still ringing from the sound of your broken heart, beating faster than thought, caught in your stare, so encompassing. All resolve is lost as words fall from your lips, my trembling fingertips held out in question. So shake hands with regret, set to slip away. Your eyes crossing, rivers flowing under your pale feet. As the moments count down to flames, meet and greet death, he wears a cloak of your hopes and dreams, quenched like the raging fire they were once. You’re the breath he never found; you are the closed eyes peacefully resting while those around you are torn to pieces. You’re the smoke I pull to escape from thought of you. No touch, no shadow cast into mind, your hand fervidly held at your side as memories of you flow through mine an empty space more lonesome for what it has lost. You’re the sunset smile thundering out of a careless moment, you’re the tightly closed fingers holding in a breath. If you would stay here with me, one more minute, I would steal the world.

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I have waited six weeks for today.
I have waited a year for most good things at least,
although i often take other opportunities
and avenues of adventure here or there
with anyone but i can tell—
I can tell that times have changed
and i can see now what i’ve lost and gained
and although i’m still not sure of where I stand
but i hope to give you more; more than what i can (what i can)
Its true I still get lost along the way but I swear, I swear that if you stayed
I could show you along the way (the way)
just how much that we have changed.

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i’m a semi finalist in a national competition and i want to win lol

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all day everyday
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If I were to try to write a guide
on how to trace your shape
fingers laced,
then apart,
then scattered
then wait.

If I were to write a guide
on how your skins tastes
I’d warn them of the poison
I can’t wait to take

If I were to try
to remember your face
Well, I’d probably die trying.
My heat would just break.

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Pennsylvania Judge Sentenced For 28 Years For Selling Kids to the Prison System

Mark Ciavarella Jr, a 61-year old former judge in Pennsylvania, has been sentenced to nearly 30 years in prison for literally selling young juveniles for cash. He was convicted of accepting money in exchange for incarcerating thousands of adults and children into a prison facility owned by a developer who was paying him under the table. The kickbacks amounted to more than $1 million.The Pennsylvania Supreme Court has overturned some 4,000 convictions issued by him between 2003 and 2008, claiming he violated the constitutional rights of the juveniles – including the right to legal counsel and the right to intelligently enter a plea. Some of the juveniles he sentenced were as young as 10-years old.Ciavarella was convicted of 12 counts, including racketeering, money laundering, mail fraud and tax evasion. He was also ordered to repay $1.2 million in restitution.His “kids for cash” program has revealed that corruption is indeed within the prison system, mostly driven by the growth in private prisons seeking profits by any means necessary.

Pennsylvania Judge Sentenced For 28 Years For Selling Kids to the Prison System

Mark Ciavarella Jr, a 61-year old former judge in Pennsylvania, has been sentenced to nearly 30 years in prison for literally selling young juveniles for cash. He was convicted of accepting money in exchange for incarcerating thousands of adults and children into a prison facility owned by a developer who was paying him under the table. The kickbacks amounted to more than $1 million.

The Pennsylvania Supreme Court has overturned some 4,000 convictions issued by him between 2003 and 2008, claiming he violated the constitutional rights of the juveniles – including the right to legal counsel and the right to intelligently enter a plea. Some of the juveniles he sentenced were as young as 10-years old.

Ciavarella was convicted of 12 counts, including racketeering, money laundering, mail fraud and tax evasion. He was also ordered to repay $1.2 million in restitution.

His “kids for cash” program has revealed that corruption is indeed within the prison system, mostly driven by the growth in private prisons seeking profits by any means necessary.

(via crusadermaximus)

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priceofliberty:

"I was just following orders."

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