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sleepipipi · 11 hours

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I wish so strongly for love that sometimes it hurts

#😞💕#yearning so hard #i just want to devote my entire being to someone I love #give her my everything #learn everything about her #live for her #to give my life purpose #lil sad #got tricked online again because i put too much faith in people always😞😞

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hellcheerficdatabase · 3 months

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and you smiled because you knew

Author: free_bee

Rating/Warning: Teen and up audience

Chapter Count: 1/1 (part 3 of The world is just not ready series)

Description:

“I take it you needed a break?” Eddie asks carefully, not sure if he’s allowed to be joking yet or not.

Chrissy moans into the pillows.

Eddie chuckles, “Not too loud babe or our friends are gonna start talkin’.”

She moans again, but much quieter this time as she turns her head to the side to glare heatlessly at him. “Nuh uh, mister. You and all… that,” she gestures sort of to all of him, “are the reason we’re in this mess.”

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Chrissy and Eddie tell their friends and family their big news.

Tags: Alternate Universe, established relationship, pregnancy au, pregnant!Chrissy, fluff, expectingggggg, lil sad, but then it's all good, they have great friends, Eddie POV, one-shot, part of a series, status: completed

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disasterghaster · 6 months

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headed home tonight/early morning

decided to leave at 2am so i'm going to bed now and should be back in my house telling my dad about my adventures and kissing little kitty foreheads by 1pm cst

how exciting

#ooc #it's been very fun #very expensive #very people packed and sometimes stressful #but i got to see mara #i got a whole life experience i didn't have before.#but now it's time to go home.#lil sad #but...ya know. all things have conclusions!

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goddessgaya · 4 months

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should I use this blog for my thoughts n poetry... are any of my mutuals or followers still active here? hmm

#lil sad #hello???#anyone there?

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gothmoneyswag · 10 months

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all this jewelry on me, i dont know why i got holy stones in my necklace that dont even shine i wear jewelry inside cuz im shy when i saw you in the mall, i knew you had to be mine

#my post #drain gang #bladee #bladeecity #jewelry #gravity boys #gtbsg #lil sad #yung sherman #music #music recommendation #emo rap #cloud rap #trap #2014

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mespectaclesjustbroke · 7 months

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anthr poem, i feel like all my poems have the same main idea? lol idk how to use tumblr tbh. Help me out?

criticisms?

Spiderweb of Nothing

Sometimes all the people in this world are so small

Minuscule

There’s so many nobodies

So many extras

On the world’s stage

It’s hard so believe that all those people have a life as intricate as mine

Hard to believe there’s that much room

For all these people

To grow

I hope the people help each other

I hope the inconsequential lives are watered

I hope they soak in sunlight

But I’m nobody

And people get buried

You’ll never know the story to every scratch on a sidewalk

Every impression on someone’s skin

But that’s the beauty of nobodies and nothings

The mystery

The faith

The attention to detail

We’re all nothing here

. . . . . w e

#sad poem #original poem #my poem #poems and poetry #poems on tumblr #poetry #lil sad #it’s no good #ok bye

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skeletonfumes · 2 years

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#audio #music #good era #lil sad

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collectoroflovelythings · 1 year

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This isn’t real judgement on myself but sometimes I think about the fics I’ve end up publishing and am like wow those are really the ones that ended up being public

#I have fics I have that I love so so much #and while I don’t dislike anything I’ve published #I also feel like I have stories I’m not super passionate about now that I did end up publishing #and ideas I was super passionate about and really wanted to write but didn’t because it got too hard #lil sad #n because of a specific motivation strategy I’m now going to be thinking about the slapped out [redacted] I wrote for myself is longer than #my English final because of a single (very embarrassing) line #des says things

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s0ftspot · 2 years

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mary jane

Pesky buckle on my shoe cinched around the waist of my foot: You sit in places where laughter goes to die. I would fix you and adjust your constraints, but then you’d never be right. Too loose. Too tight. So I walk across cobblestone, seething from blistered toes and reddened feet, staring down at the notches forced into the black belt where your golden prong pokes through. Knitted socks frilled with lace wrap around my foot like soggy bandages. The product of boiling heat that manifests in the sole of these tar-colored Mary Janes. A pretty name for the bitch that brands my feet with blisters. The flappy layer on the mid-section of my foot presses its blade of fine leather into fresh skin, the sensation shooting up my nyloned legs. I should probably stop walking. But there are moments when I press my shoe into spongey grass; When I sigh a heavy expression of relief; When tension transcends from my body that I forget what I was complaining about.

Around eight years old, I learned to envy girls with pretty shoes. Jellies were a popular phenomenon that came in different colors of sparkled plastic. I couldn’t afford them, so I’d watch instead, imagining what it would be like to wear that trivial piece of plastic. I would follow girls, practice their steps, and envision a life cured by Jellies. I was convinced that the shoes made them more likable. It would make me more likable, more loveable, more of anything. The same stood for UGGs, the ones called BaileyBows, who had perfectly cut ribbons lined along the back of the fur; Shoes for comfort, for security. Or those heeled slip-ons that made you feel like an adult when you wore them. Or Mary Jane’s, who you love until they make you bleed. I see now there was nothing to envy.

I lug around the weight of these shoes, ready to hang up my feet on a wired rack. I am sure the leather will break in by tomorrow. I rest, walk, and stop every so often to rub the bone violated by the leather flap. Maybe it’s something wrong with my foot. Eventually, I find comfort on a bench nearby. I remove the Marys and place them beside me, where they perch unbothered and triumphant. When we’re apart, you’re much nicer to me. My moment is interrupted by a reminder on my phone: I miss you. We should hang out today. I wiggle my toes and cry out in protest as I pick up the leather boats beside me because I know that I have to go. I slip on the first shoe, then the second. I stack my legs over my feet, hips over my thighs, and begin walking to Mary Jane.

#prose piece #sucky grammar #love #relationships #honest feedback #writers on tumblr #writerslife #writers and poets #poetry community #free wrting #creative #lil sad #open to suggestions

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arkarti · 8 months

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