A Good Day

Ali. Dancer, poet, and loving life. Here is the size of the universe. This is just a collection of things that make me smile.

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“ Nature always wears the colors of the spirit ” - Ralph Waldo Emerson © niknyllenne

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Decay: Matthias-Haker’s photo series capturing abandoned spaces that have yet to be forgotten.

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Edge of Desire

The snow always tastes bitter this time of year,

My trembling hands trying to

rid the mirrors of frost, pile of ash in my palms.

Where do the mountains end?

Certainly not in these endless days filled with nothing but waiting, I've got the calendar marked, going nowhere. This is what happens, when you think the world is going to end.

I don't have any love letters in my heart, only pieces of paper, raking cuts through my body, I've been dreaming city lights, desire, desire, seemed to change more then expected these months get longer.

I've given up my rose petal wants and traded them in, for excuses.

I've got far too many for my own taste.

And here we are, bashful and filled with hatred for love.

-A.C

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Along Michigan Ave and Wacker

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desk stories #4

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this is amazing

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that’s from one of Andrea Gibson’s poems.

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Not enough

I can still smell your lotion, as you stood in front of your bedroom mirror putting on makeup, I can't imagine a more satisfying dream then the few nights I got to spend with you,

If I could go back, I would have told you how sweet you are, gentle, and everyone else has felt like sandpaper rubbing against the back of my neck.  From the second I met you,  I was never more sure that you were most gorgeous thing I had ever laid eyes on, with maps on your shoulder blades I would have gone everywhere with you. You kissed me for the last time with your bright red lipstick on and I couldn't bring myself to wipe the smudges from my cheeks, you always made sense to me. Especially on the days I wasn't running away. I miss you. I'm stuck in perpetual aw of you. i crave you.

-A.C

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Life is too short for shitty sex and bad relationships.

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So go find someone who fucks you right and treats you how you deserve to be treated.

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ohmygod. no. noway. thatcantbereal.