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momentsmagick · 5 years
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I was born in fashion so fashion is easy.
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momentsmagick · 5 years
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momentsmagick · 5 years
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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To the unwanted opinions
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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The Smurf in a Dodge skin
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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Only if the sky was really this nice teal
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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Had to boss up it made me strong https://www.instagram.com/p/BmHbUZ2Bx4l/?utm_source=ig_share_sheet&igshid=cjnhxauxkv4s
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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Tom Harden 📷@momentsmagick
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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Oneness is when you realize that everything outside of you is you. Experiencing different times, with different frequency, vibration, & energy. So in totality you are the source energy, that separated from itself to experience itself.
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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One second ☝ sir https://www.instagram.com/magickmomentz
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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Soul Connection
You find the one you love, doing what you love.
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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Surrender
I've always felt the need. A tug on that space inside, that's invisible to the eye. But leaks energy. That energy, that I've been resisting has turned on me. In order to flow, streams have to be imprinted. Carefully observing I scars. I fell in.
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momentsmagick · 5 years
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A piece taken
As I give without asking or questioning, is this the right thing for me to do. I give. Pieces of me has been slowly peeling away from the heat that's been applied. I've been regenerating over and over again, receiving the same outcome. Willing to sacrifice my needs for the wants and needs of others. Willing to sit back and watch as my wants and needs shatter like broken glass. I can constantly hear the pieces hit the ground. Somehow it became poetic and the rhythm of disappointment plays a tune I became addicted to. I'm addicted to pieces being taken and I'm addicted to shattered glass
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momentsmagick · 6 years
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SFSH
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