Kaitlyn Travis

Chronically cynical; loves writing in the late hours of the night; hates cream cheese.

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“Debris” - I wish I never stopped drawing rainbows... I remember when I could let the thoughts spill and spla… http://t.co/H6KcRxzjua

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This is what happens to your clear coat after a few years. Zero compensation Kimi from #honda , too.… https://t.co/V1m5HtjEzL

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This is what happens to your clear coat after a few years. Zero compensation from #honda , too.… https://t.co/V1m5HtjEzL

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What to Expect When You Quit Smoking - Today marks two weeks since I inhaled my old friend nicotine (and... http://t.co/vKFhyclFIM

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What to Expect When You Quit Smoking - Today marks two weeks since I inhaled my old friend nicotine (and... http://t.co/1mKDoiSrHO

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Ab initio - She pressed her ear to the old earth, eager to find where the self lies. Without a flinch, she... http://t.co/M0aSaNE3pK

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Ab initio - She pressed her ear to the old earth, eager to find where the self lies. Without a flinch, she... http://t.co/fcvWTEPBoz

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Katabotic - Pen for permanence; paper for fragility. Incoherent thought is lost in the translation to... http://t.co/rLclHbIw3L

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Rapture (2011) - I saw nothing. I crushed my eyes tightly until I felt my vital fluid gush out of them. My... http://t.co/YgjF6HLVna

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Rapture (2011) - I saw nothing. I crushed my eyes tightly until I felt my vital fluid gush out of them. My... http://t.co/Cqjv9u4nOe

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Rapture - I saw nothing. I crushed my eyes tightly until I felt my vital fluid gush out of them. My vision... http://t.co/ZsjZS1u9aP

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From Years Ago: If my muted lips could speak They’d sail in soft symphonies By alluding to a simple kiss... http://t.co/xZybjUQTOx

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From years ago: If my muted lips could speak They’d sail in soft symphonies By alluding to a simple kiss... http://t.co/foariKtx6q

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Some old ramblings... - They say it’s all in the timing.
They couldn’t be more right.
Everything in life is l… http://t.co/krbnAH2xKa

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Some old ramblings... - They say it’s all in the timing.
They couldn’t be more right.
Everything in life is l… http://t.co/lIdpaScifR

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Another old piece of writing..."A work in progress." http://t.co/iFaue8ubms

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To Whom it May Concern - I wrote this about a year ago: To Whom it May Concern:
This is my catharsis. This is… http://t.co/j7auK6TwAs

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I knew whatever solidity remained would melt into disarray once the autumn leaves began to crisp and wither b… http://t.co/EWn76iMN

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My dreams have been vivid, morbid, and seemingly apocalyptic in nature, as of late. Perhaps my subconscious t… http://t.co/EsQiJHJh

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A very very old short story: It was a not-so-special day in October. It was one of those typical lazy Sunday’… http://t.co/rtasqLi6