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emprcaesar · 4 months
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the way you have unrelenting guilt is so sexy!
visual poetry of the dog by oatmilklady on insta
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ilovebluecookies2 · 3 months
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This gives me Inej and Kaz vibes.
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herhiddenotes · 12 days
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I know I should never look at our photos again. Because I can fall in love with us all over again.. Who I was with you, someone I miss dearly.
Since then, I haven't allowed anyone to get that close to me. It's something I'm proud of, yet also bittersweet..
- Herhiddenotes.
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Art by @ClaudiaBarbu
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randomgirl005 · 3 months
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And at the end of the day it's those plans you make while dreaming big that help you go on and think life is just beautiful.
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ackerima-is-not-here · 5 months
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I’ve learned to dream big but expect little. For there were times when I expected big, and I had neither the big nor the little.                     I only had despair.
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argentrenard · 2 months
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Ishgard sleeps 'neath stars
Winter nips at the ankles
Down a dark alley
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f4br1c-fl0w3rs · 10 months
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Emo tmr
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sandygorange · 10 months
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the inner child.
that small child you once were with bright eyes and a laugh that could heal the world. they’re not gone, even on the days when it feels like you haven’t seen them in an eternity. in your heart they live on the playground. that playground is filled with all the kids whose names you cannot remember anymore. their laughs are all that can be heard against the soft buzz of sunshine and eternal childlike joy.
- Sandygorange
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twiginthewind-7 · 1 year
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просто
проснуться
в ладонях тёплых утра
почувствовать как где-то
(допустим в Куала-Лумпуре)
распускаются цветы
и
позволить быть себе счастливой
абсолютно
без причин...
© Copyright: Аюна Аюна
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Just
wake up
in the palms of warm mornings
feel like somewhere
(let's say in Kuala Lumpur)
flowers are blooming
And
let yourself be happy
absolutely
for no reason...
© Copyright: Ayuna Ayuna
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emprcaesar · 4 months
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thanks @yourlipisbleeding for the incredible response to my text message it was very girlcore
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unsettling-situations · 7 months
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Apartheid
I’m a bullseye
With nowhere to hide
But bombs still fly
And land right by my side
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tolkienosaurus · 1 month
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despite-allmyrage · 1 year
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Where I am now soft
I was once sharp edges
A chorus of bones knock
Knock, knocking together
Ribs protruding from skin
Too sunken in
Bruises from
Anorexic knuckles wrapping against
The metal of a high school locker
A ship already 3.8 kilometers
Below the sea.
I wonder if you remember tracing your fingers
Up my porcelain spine
Counting the notches in between.
I wonder if you knew I counted the calories
In your kisses,
But stopped when I realized
They were empty.
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thequeerlibrarian · 6 months
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JOMP Challenge | November 5 | Books & food
Started Crush by Richard Siken in honour of Nov 5th
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A chi importa se un’altra luce si spegne
in un cielo di un milione di stelle
A chi importa quando il tempo di qualcuno si esaurisce
se un momento è tutto ciò che siamo
o più breve, più breve
A chi importa se un’altra luce si spegne
a me sì.
🎶 🖋️ Linkin Park - One more light live (5/2017)
🔉 Audio ON
🎥 Chester Bennington (20/5/1976 - 20/7/2017) 😔
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letras-secretas · 16 days
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Ya no te conozco
Ya no sé quien eres
no sé si te llevas con tus amigos de siempre
no sé si tu sabor de helado favorito sigue siendo el mismo
si aún sigues usando esa blusa que tanto me gustaba
si te pones el vestido rojo que te compré
si tus pajaritos siguen contigo
si ya hablas más con tu hermana
y si tu abuela sigue preparando esa comida que me invitabas y yo nunca rechazaba
si todavía olvidas cosas
si ya decidiste cambiar el color tu pelo
y dejartelo crecer
si sigues escuchando las canciones que te recomendé hace un tiempo
Ya no te conozco
y ya no sé quien eres
si terminaste de leer aquél libro que te regalé
si aun conservas las cartas que te di y que dijiste que siempre conservarías
si aun caminas con miedo en la calle a que te salga un perro y te asuste
si un haces ese bailecito cuando comes
y si aun te molesta que la gente no te responda
si ya comes mejor y tomas más agua
no sé si aun te cuesta dormir
si tu cuerpo te sigue provocando inseguridad
si aún te bañas en las noches o solo en las mañanas
si aun mantienes tus secretos entre tu y yo
si aun preparas postres
si aún vas a comer sushi
¿será que te pregunten sobre mi?
si tomas más a menudo
y sigues teniendo ese humor que tanto agrada
si ya tienes a quien platicar en las noches
y contarle las cosas que te suceden y sientes
si ya piensas diferente
y actuas más con el cerebro que con los sentimientos
Ya no te conozco
y ya no te conoceré.
La persona que fuiste conmigo
solo es un recuerdo
que ya no está.
Iniciamos como desconocidos
y al final también lo terminamos siendo.
Ya no te conozco
pero
espero que te encuentres bien...
Y seas feliz…
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