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  1. On Saying Goodbye

    Saying goodbye will never be easy. No matter how many years we have to practice it. It doesn’t matter that some of us will see each other again in just a few weeks, or that most of us will be going on to bigger and better things. This will always be that place that made us who we are. And I can’t believe I might be saying goodbye for the last time. I cant believe 5 years has gone by so quickly. I look around for maybe the last time. This isn’t where it started, at least not for me, and I hope this isn’t where it ends either. I see familiar faces some I’ve known for years, some for only a couple of weeks. Some faces I’ll see again some I probably won’t. I can’t believe it has to end here. My eyes fill with tears as I think of all the people, and the memories we’ve made. The laughter and the joy that’s been keeping me going for the last five years. I don’t know what I’m going to do without this.
  2. Hidden Love

    We love behind closed doors. Outside of these walls Were just a couple of kids Who listen to frank ocean too loud. They’ll never see our hands touching under movie theater seats. There will never be any prom photos Posted on Instagram tomorrow morning. I can’t kiss you tonight when I drop you off. But that does not mean that our love is any less. That doesn’t mean that when were alone I wont feel the same rush when you touch me. It doesn’t mean I won’t miss you tonight when I can’t go to sleep And your last text was hours ago. It doesn’t mean that when I look into your eyes I don’t get butterflies in my stomach. Just because our love might never see the light of day.
  3. “Are you applying for honour society?” “No” “Why not?” “Wasn’t invited” “Aren’t you like the smartest one here” “No, and i hate when you say that” “Sorry, i just assumed you’d be their first pick” “No I fucked up my gpa freshman year, remember” “Oh ya shit man I forgot how different you were when we met” “I guess you must be rubbing off on me” “How ironic”
  4. “Are you applying for honour society?” “No” “Why not?” “Wasn’t invited” “Aren’t you like the smartest one here” “No, and i hate when you say that” “Sorry, i just assumed you’d be their first pick” “No I fucked up my gpa freshman year, remember” “Oh ya shit man I forgot how different you were when we met” “I guess you must be rubbing off on me” “How ironic”
  5. changes

    This is the you I remember loving The girl curled up on the floor laughing so hard she can barely breath let alone do another set of crunches This is the girl who used to give me bedroom eyes on Sunday afternoons while everyone else was still at church Who used to pull me into a broom closet and put her face so close to mine we were breathing the same air This you is the reason I fell so hard Not just because I have a soft spot for big brown eyes and the gentle touch of your lips lightly grazing my neck But because you used to have this amazing fire inside of you This passion I could feel from across the room I fell for your wildness And it’s these moments where you’re smiling brighter than I've seen in practically forever When I have to remember not to lean in not to wrap my hands in your long dark hair not to touch your skin not to do any of the things we used to because people change but not all that much
  6. Musics suggestions?

    Against me! has some dope lgbt+ music and bleachers is good too. Chappell roan, kodaline, and lord huron are good if you like indie. If you're open to older stuff the eagles and creedance Clearwater revival are great. Guns n Roses has some cool political stuff, and the Kinks are pretty good too.
  7. Coming Out part 2

    Somehow coming out is harder the second time Maybe it’s because I don’t know what I’m coming out as Or maybe it’s because everyone knew I was gay before I said it But this This is something different This would change everything And I’m scared Scared they wont accept me Pan was pushing it but this might be too far There’s a little voice in my head saying “tell them” But there’s a louder one saying “put your head down and shut up” I’m stuck somewhere in the middle of everything And I don’t know what to do
  8. To the People I've Hurt

    I know I wasn't there when you needed me And that’s why you found someone else I swear to god I’m over you But when I see you with him sometimes I forget I’ve been going through a lot lately But that’s no fucking excuse And I know you’re really trying to help Trying to be my friend And when I don’t text back it hurts But I can’t help it Because some things are just too big to say over text And to hard to say to your face I know we haven’t been close for a while And we’ve both got some pretty serious baggage But I’m going to try not to fuck it up this time It’s hard because neither of us know how to open up At least not to each other Not in a way that matters And I know you’re really trying To accept the way I am It goes against what you’ve been taught I think I make it hard for you Because you want to fix me But not in the way I want to be fixed I know you’re trying to help me And when I shut down it’s not that easy But I’m working on it And I hope to be the same kind of friend That you’ve been to me these last few years Full of nothing but love and support And I know we don’t always see eye to eye And some things are harder for you Some things I’ll never understand But it’s okay not to be perfect Neither of us are And I hope things will get better I know I haven’t always treated you the way I should But there’s some things you just don’t understand I have boundaries for a reason And I know it’s cliché But I can’t risk getting hurt again Not by anyone let alone you And I know you care about me But I’m afraid of how much Because I know you’ve been hurt so many times And I wish I could take all that away But I cant and im afraid That I’ll only make it worse
  9. I'm In Love With a Monster

    I'm in love with a monster. The most mundane kind. The kind that puts people down to make herself feel better. She's the kind of monster that wants desperately to convince herself she's better than everyone else. A hypocrite who pretends like she cares, but in truth couldn't care less. I'm in love with a monster. The most beautiful kind. The kind with long silky brown hair. She's the kind of monster with big brown eyes and freckles across her nose. A girl who looks sweet as sugar, but is rotten inside. I'm in love with a monster. The most dangerous kind. She's the kind that will lure you in with a sweet smile, then cast you aside. The kind of monster that doesn't look like a monster, because there are no tell tale signs. No horns, or tale, or long crooked nose, nothing to tell you what's inside. Life's not a movie and the villain isn't always clear. Sometimes you won't know until it's too late and she has you in her perfectly manicured claws.
  10. intro things :D

    Hey, I'm Emily I've been on the slam for almost a year now, and I'm uhhh I'm really not sure how to introduce myself. I identify as a pansexual female. I'm more of a math kind of person, but I still love to read, and write(obviously, why else would I be on the slam). I like to listen to The Eagles, and Hamilton. I guess some fun facts about me are that I've broken my left leg twice, and my all time favorite painting is The Last Audience of the Hapsburgs.
  11. The Old Slam

    When I found an old Cicada and decided to check out the website almost a year ago I never imagined I'd find a community of the most caring and creative people I’d ever met. As I sit here looking at the old maroon background for what could be the last time I find myself in tears. I am so excited to see the slam grow up, but looking at it still fills me with a bittersweet feeling. When I first started on the slam I felt so alone, like I was the only one like me. But the slam taught me that that is okay because all of our voices are beautiful, and what makes them so beautiful are our differences. Though bigger and better things are coming, I know that the old slam will always have a place in our hearts as the place we all started. Even though I have only been on the slam for a year or so , and I don’t post very much, I still feel like I am part of the community, and for that I am thankful. I have grown so much thanks to the stories and wisdom everyone shares. I hope to see all of you on the other side. I wrote this the night before the slam update.
  12. i'll have you know, i read your about and cackled.

     

  13. An Ode to the Old Slam

    When I found an old Cicada and decided to check out the website almost a year ago I never imagined I'd find a community of the most caring and creative people I’d ever met. As I sit here looking at the old maroon background for what could be the last time I find myself in tears. I am so excited to see the slam grow up, but looking at it still fills me with a bittersweet feeling. When I first started on the slam I felt so alone, like I was the only one like me. But the slam taught me that that is okay because all of our voices are beautiful, and what makes them so beautiful are our differences. Though bigger and better things are coming, I know that the old slam will always have a place in our hearts as the place we all started. Even though I have only been on the slam for a year or so , and I don’t post very much, I still feel like I am part of the community, and for that I am thankful. I have grown so much thanks to the stories and wisdom everyone shares. I hope to see all of you on the new slam website.
  14. I Don't Even Know Anymore, Man.

    I did mean for developing the ideas, but I really appreciate the life advice.
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