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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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I just added this listing on Poshmark: Shadowless PSA 8 Charizard holo.
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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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I just added this listing on Poshmark: Shadowless PSA 8 Charizard holo.
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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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I just added this listing on Poshmark: Shadowless PSA 8 Charizard holo.
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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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Louise Glück, from “Blue Rotunda”, Averno
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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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505
We grew up in New Mexico, dry air and heavy breathing.
He's my 505, warmly warmly killing me and keeping me alive.
The sand sticks to my soul; it doesnt matter where I roam-
He's my 505, an unexpected enchantment I now call my home.
-Beam
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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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Get There By Flower
Baby had been following pink flowers for just under a year. Sometimes months would go by and she wouldnt see any. But she persisted, insisting her journey though life would be dotted with pink flowers to guide her. The pink flowers did indeed have a secret trail. They lead her to the tops of waterfalls. To hole in the wall dive bars, and more than one strangers wedding. Each time the wedding cake had been lemon flavor, and she vowed if she ever got married hers would be lemon as well because of the divine drunken memories the taste now held for her.
Her family thought she was crazy. Her mother often called in hysterics, "You cant find a life by following flowers, theres no rhyme or reason its madness and you'll never make anything of yourself!"
Baby didnt mind. No ones life had much reason anyway. People made half baked choices all the time. People moved and married and started their lives over and over without much thought. And she followed pink flowers. She saw beautiful silences and held the wind in her hands and made love by the sea. She saw the world and she lived the way she wanted to. As she grew old she was fondly spoken of by all who knew her as soft and free and blushing pink.
-Beam
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I hope I dont wake up if you're not here with me❄
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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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It must be bliss to be a man who goes blundering through life. Often I've wished I could be so careless and indifferent with hearts. I've wished to ignore people without fear of being rude, and shrug my own shortcomings unto others.
Alas my soul is far too tender; to be that rough with anyone.
-Beam
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journeymanwriter · 3 years
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Some people are like glass, they hold no warmth of their own
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journeymanwriter · 4 years
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🕯🍁 ️ghibli + autumn 🍂☕
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journeymanwriter · 4 years
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Over the Garden Wall and chill = my new favorite spooky season tradition. 🎃🧿🎃
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journeymanwriter · 4 years
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I'm addicted to one person. I take hit after hit to feel them close.
-Beam
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journeymanwriter · 4 years
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The magic was real, and old and creeping in every corner of the house.
-Beam
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