Harold🌻

Just a sad girl with a good taste in art and music.

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G o O u t s i d e ? S e e m s U n l i k e l y

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“It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.”

― Vincent Van Gogh

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☆ major arcana pt. 1 ☆

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Crumble down.

As he looks in the mirror all he see is negativity in his face and eyes “wheres the positivity ?” many people ask ….”There is none “ he says back. he slits his wrist why his heart beats in silence , the girl he loved so very much didn’t show the diligent love back he has done so much for her . He always wonder would she catch him if he fall in this dark hole of sadness that he can’t seem to never get out of. In his life he has gone through many absents , abandoning problems ….. loneliness that he can never get outta of and over of , millions of people can be in a room with him and he still feels alone he even got it permanently on him to show himself and others what its like . As he walks out this door of fear he gets chills never knowing whats gonna come next for him , being this age he wouldn’t think so much could happen . So many people have given up on him and he even gave up on himself at a point of this thing we call life , he began to become numb to the pain .Ever time someone hurt him he feel some type of malfunction that he couldn’t explain…he was missing his Wing Ridden Angel the one that cure for his sadness…. Gone ….. as Gone echo the rooms that he feels so tightly in ,he feels ….. pressured to do anything ….. he feels weak everyone has stabbed him in the back and he still stans here for everyone that fucked him over that he still wants in his life . “ I’M TIERED OF LOVE I’M DONE WITH IT” he screams out everyone has hurt him , the scars on his wrist began to get deeper and never fade even when the blade wasn’t attached , he still felt this pain in his body that he thought would numb sooner. The love and affection he would put into everyone would crumble into dust and fade away from him . Its like everything he touched would break he even felt like when he look in the mirror it would crack from his negative appearance that he felt messed everything up. His guardian angels would tell him “ Everything will be okay “ but he would never listen … he ran away from this chains that he felt attached too for many years as he struggles and use all his strength he looked up he felt like everyone was laughing at him and was pointing , kicking him down throwing stones … he felt hurt. -ST        

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Indie Blues...

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Primary C(ool)olors 💛💙❤️

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Beach Babes. Photographed by Las.MargaritaVille

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😞

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Khaki Capris✨

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Sometimes...

I love your pink lips; the ones I want to kiss on, laughing and talking every night ‘till the crack or break of dawn. Broken like all the hearts and souls that cane before you, yearning and eager for my hands to start exploring you. Love is like a movie; cheesy but yet so classic, waiting for our first kiss like… man I can’t even grasp it. Thoughts and sadness is keeping us apart, my heart is like a board and your love is like a dart. You are the pad to my pen like the ink to my paper, your love has a hold on me just like a waist shaper. You are my reason for living; the meaning of my existence, if it wasn’t for you I would never be this persistent. The only way that I’m able to stay so stable, is you’re the legs to my table if you were to break, I would fall on my face. Without you I’m nothing; an if that’s the case, I might as well be a two-story house without a staircase.

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😪

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Rose Tinted Gold🌸