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apoetsparacosm 7 hours ago
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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if you don't terrify people a little bit then what's the point
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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"I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart...I do nothing all day, boredom settles in, I look at the sky so I get to feel even smaller than I already feel and my mind keeps poisoning itself uselessly."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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An avid reader until someone asks me to read out loud
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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I want to go and find antique bookstores and beautiful coffee shops with cobbled streets. Actually I want a library with a secret doorway disguised as a bookshelf that leads to a large , hidden place , where i can go and hide forever and maybe i found a way to a strange ancient world.
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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It鈥檚 disgusting how much i replay a song when i love it
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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Going to a library with someone you love and sitting in a corner with your head propped up on their shoulder while you both are reading books in peace and calm is the most intimately wholesome thing ever.
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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"Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry."
鈥 Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel (The Infernal Devices, #1)
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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my kink is when everyone shuts the fuck up
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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You鈥檙e in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won鈥檛 tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you鈥檝e done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you鈥檙e tired.
You鈥檙e in a car with a beautiful boy,
and you鈥檙e trying not to tell him that you love him, and you鈥檙e trying to
choke down the feeling, and you鈥檙e trembling, but he reaches over and
he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your
heart taking root in your body, like you鈥檝e discovered something you
don鈥檛 even have a name for.
~ You are Jeff by Richard Siken
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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- Rainer Maria Rilke from the 'Journal Of My Other Self'
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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Take me somewhere we both love;
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Take me to where we can love
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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im tired of being mean its bad for my health i want to be nice now so no one be stupid ever again so i dont have to be mean to you
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apoetsparacosm 8 hours ago
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I'm definitely a romantic, I don't think life is really worth all the pain and effort and struggling if you don't have somebody that you love very much.
- Chet Baker
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apoetsparacosm 12 hours ago
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So whenever I trapped in melancholy, I choose to stare at moon and those tiny twinkling stars. And instead of being so far, It reminds me to shine again, And help me overcome my trepidation.
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apoetsparacosm 13 hours ago
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If you asked me to name a few things that truly ever frustrate me , plagiarism would be fairly high on the list. I speak only on behalf of myself when I say that I only ever write when I need an emotional outlet. It adds that much more depth to my words in my eyes. I usually keep my work free for interpretation because I want people to understand it as they will- I want it to target the emotion in you and grab it by the throat- I want you to feel. In whatever way you can. Being plagiarized is like being robbed of raw emotion I sew into my syllables . It makes my words empty- shallow.
I don鈥檛 mind being reposted. In fact, it makes my heart soar knowing someone saw the beauty in them as I did- but we need to start putting more effort into crediting writers. Even the typo I made with 鈥渂ecome鈥 instead of 鈥渂ecame鈥 is the same.
(I fixed the typo after posting this)
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I鈥檝e already privately contacted the blog and was left with no response so I came on here.
@runningwithwolvesss
Anyway follow my side blog babes
-aya
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