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babygirl I'm avoiding things that I don't even know about

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secrets of farming (1863) - john w. large

"yeowch augh taking damage ough eurgh"

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love "et cetera" like... theres soooo much more. beyond your wildest imaginations. Not gonna tell u what tho. Move on

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sorry everyone it turns out gods mercy is finite & i just used up the last of it

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Miranda July, The First Bad Man

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Louise Glück, from “Mutable Earth”, Poems 1962-2012

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Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours

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the flickering of this candle, flashing onto these four walls, projecting pseudo dawns of the ones i’ve spent nights trying to recall every night I dream awake, submitting to its flame, id give up all I have just to feel alive again. that certain teenage sentiment, getting harder to recall.

I drown myself in bed, only to wake up feeling nothing at all.

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my room smells like rain and I turn to water, nothing i do seems to help with the thunder. drown it out with candles of flowers, with inaccuracy the seconds turn to hours the white turns red and the windshields turn blurry and moldy and tired; the white turns red.

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trace the violence on my skin, on my mind, on every piece of porcelain mother, teach me how to let the light in, id rather you make me cry than ball my fists lord, dont let me destroy what isnt mine to hold, mother, you never taught me how to reap what I sow. I keep Lennon’s anthem of peace on repeat, cant let my love chip away at the sight of me

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hold your hand as i let the city lights blind me, in the backstreet of our cheap motel on the hill. let me treat you to more cheap thrills before you leave, love, you know I’ll get lost with you just to have more time

more time to sing in karaoke bars, dance in your arms in bathroom stalls, eat bad pub food and share a cocktail, take your hand to the dance floor and will probably tear up because its our last night together.

though the sunsets look better on this side of the globe, i’ll burn unsent letters for you that I wrote, wait for our hi bye calls as i wrap myself in your suede jacket at our cheap motel on the hill.

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id like to take off my skin, hang it on your coatrack, the way i took off my shell at your place, maybe let someone make a jacket out of my ragged skin, let someone carry me on their back, i’ll let you have my face

fill my lungs with flowers I didnt get to inhale, and remove all the people who’ve ever lived in my heart, frame it and hang it in a gallery, put it up for sale, remember to check out all my insides in your shoppin cart.

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better than sex: scratching those mosquito bites til

you reach bone❤️🙏🏻

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i dont know how many more fuck it we balls I have left in me

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“god is not watching / do what you must!”

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one thing i never get tired of in songs is when they include some sounds from the recording booth like a laugh at the end, a ‘was that good?’ or like, the sounds of the guitar being put down, a chair creaking. it’s nice how music can be used as an escape but also something that ties you right back down to earth. it will affect you so deeply & then ur like wow… you just played that. it’s grounding & magical & just one of my fave things ever!

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you know when they change the t sometimes for [tumblr] on holidays well i think on good friday they should just nail jpeg jesus to it and see what everyone does about that