Don’t Take Anything Personally. Nothing Others Do Is Because Of You. What Others Say And Do Is A Projection

I wanted to write honestly what I really think of the girl I love so I did, I won't be able to tell but hear Tumblr

when I think about sunshine and laughter  it is your face that comes to my mind.

I'm holding you tightly so you don't slip away away, I think  I'm holding on too tight my finger lingering slowly up, it strokes your soft hand, along your cheeks, I twist my finger around your hair. damn, I forgot  you don't like that.

I see something in your eyes fuck, I'm stranded in an art museum.

I'm alone in your garden and my head is full of you. I like you too much I want you all to myself. What is your dream, this world. Our Dreamworld. The garden we are laying seeds down for. I think, what if one day I have to forget your eyes? Your voice ?   I wonder will I lose you? I'm holding on so tight, it feels like I'm fighting a whole city.

The seeds, what will happen to the seeds I'm planting. the trees, the flowers, the lilies, the roses, the sunflowers and avo trees - they always were too expensive in shops. will they have blossomed? Have you tasted its fruit? will I have to tear it down, Will I have to burn this garden too? I can't,

I will water it forever and wait but what if you return only with a firestick? My tears fill up rivers for you. But my feelings fill the ocean. Is this an endless garden? don't plant thistles or ivy! My heart pains, I hate tearing down gardens, Have I already? Tell me what it is that you see? In the mirror I see, no lily, no rose, no sunflower. I turn and see baby blue Cadillacs driven by peg-legged nuns on pogo sticks. I lay my head on your heart I hear one, two, three heartbeats.

Will I be turned into a person who's text is left on read. but don't worry I say. I will never say a word

Things I learned from failing classes:

Failing classes can be a result of many things and not just your lack of understanding the material. Life, mental health, stress levels, sleeping habits, and poor communication can all factor into it

It is not a reflection of how good or bad you study, especially if you pass your other classes

Sometimes you need to take a class several times before you finally understand the material, even if you work your ass off the first 3 times you take it. Sometimes concepts just won't click and you just need to memorize tests. That's ok

Cry. Cry it out

Keep class notes and tests. They make amazing review material when you retake the class

When you retake the class, approach it like it's your first time. If you go through it like you know the material, you're going to miss key points and probably fail again

Emailing a professor probably won't help you too much. If you can, go to office hours and workshops instead where you can interrupt and ask questions as you go

Sometimes you just have a bad professor. When you retake it, try a different teacher. Different teaching styles and presentations can greatly impact your comprehension and retention of information

Be honest with yourself about where you failed and why. Focus on the material you suck at and try to relate it to the stuff you're good with.

Teach your pets. Go through the lesson and talk out loud to them and explain everything. You're much more likely to catch areas of concern when trying to teach the material

Your professors want you to pass (mostly) and it's their job to answer all your questions

You're paying for that class so be annoying and ask questions every 5 minutes. Save yourself some money

Teachers are more than happy to discuss with you your problem areas and provide materials to help you out. They're there to ensure your success. Reach out to them

There is no shame in retaking a class 5+ times. Don't let other people define where you should be. All that matters is that you keep trying

Don't take the class over each semester. Give yourself time to recover from the failure. Pushing it will just lead to frustration and failing again

Ask other students for help. Chances are they'll understand parts you don't and be able to explain it in a less formal manner

If you dwell on it or compare yourself to others, you're going to feed a depression and anxiety around that class, making it harder for you to pass

Don't beat a dead horse. Acknowledge that you failed and need to take a break

Failure does not define you and failing classes in your major doesn't mean that you picked the wrong field

I wanted to write honestly what I really think of the girl I love so I did, I won't be able to tell but hear Tumblr

when I think about sunshine and laughter  it is your face that comes to my mind.

I'm holding you tightly so you don't slip away away, I think  I'm holding on too tight my finger lingering slowly up, it strokes your soft hand, along your cheeks, I twist my finger around your hair. damn, I forgot  you don't like that.

I see something in your eyes fuck, I'm stranded in an art museum.

I'm alone in your garden and my head is full of you. I like you too much I want you all to myself. What is your dream, this world. Our Dreamworld. The garden we are laying seeds down for. I think, what if one day I have to forget your eyes? Your voice ?   I wonder will I lose you? I'm holding on so tight, it feels like I'm fighting a whole city.

The seeds, what will happen to the seeds I'm planting. the trees, the flowers, the lilies, the roses, the sunflowers and avo trees - they always were too expensive in shops. will they have blossomed? Have you tasted its fruit? will I have to tear it down, Will I have to burn this garden too? I can't,

I will water it forever and wait but what if you return only with a firestick? My tears fill up rivers for you. But my feelings fill the ocean. Is this an endless garden? don't plant thistles or ivy! My heart pains, I hate tearing down gardens, Have I already? Tell me what it is that you see? In the mirror I see, no lily, no rose, no sunflower. I turn and see baby blue Cadillacs driven by peg-legged nuns on pogo sticks. I lay my head on your heart I hear one, two, three heartbeats.

Will I be turned into a person who's text is left on read. but don't worry I say. I will never say a word

Bottlecap Press

THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), by Julie Houston

Poetry, chapbook, 32 pages, from Bottlecap Features. THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), by Julie Houston, is a c

From Julie Houston's chapbook, THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), available from Bottlecap Press!

Maybe I can’t find the words to say what you mean to me,

but my actions speak louder than anything I could voice

I will show my love for you in everything I do

It's silence I crave, it's why I swim

The weight of water

Over me

Around me-

The safe silence of submergence.

At the waters edge I may be ugly,

But underwater, we are made equal And

When I speak strokes

I Am Beautiful.

-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan

From Frankkie’s chapbook, It Was Good Until It Wasn’t, available at https://bottlecap.press/products/good