Chapter 22.

DeeAna.22.Reckless & in my early chapters. I have made peace with the idea that I am not yet who I'm supposed to be.

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[poems-and-word]

“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”

— Benjamin Franklin (via philosophyquotes)

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“Everything I’ve ever known is like a dream. Like something carefully put together by someone living in my head.”

— Chelsea Wolfe, from Unknown Rooms; A Collection; “Flatlands,” c. 2012

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[spnyuri]

tbh life’s too short to be embarrassed by little things ??? wear that outfit ur mom said was ugly & laugh ur natural too loud laugh & talk to intimidating people u find interesting !!! join cringy clubs & read books everyone hates & wear too much eyeliner !!! if shit doesn’t work out who cares !!! people who are worth being around will stick by u anyway !!!

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By: @ditpict

Instagram: @animalwoonz

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The latest minecraft update looking DOPE

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Grażyna Smalej (Polish, b. 1976, Chełm, Poland) - 1: Bath XXX, 2010  2: Bath XXIX, 2010  Paintings: Oil on Canvas

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[lifeinpoetry]

Upstairs, I’m in bed with the lights off. Smoking in the center of

my dirty dress. I am my dirty dress.

— Elizabeth Schmuhl, from “#34,” Premonitions

[brinnanza]

google search: how to take a break from the linear flow of time

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[catchymemes]

“I visited the pumpkin patch yesterday and decided to bring home a pumpkin that in shape appeared to be a penguin. Friends and family were mystified until I started painting him.“

by Volensblood

[lifeinpoetry]

I ask to be good but don’t know the taste. Can’t imagine leaving the house,

can’t imagine not wanting to leave the body, walk out of the earth.

— Anna Meister, from As If

[lifeinpoetry]

This morning the trees

may as well be mountains

I am here and nowhere

all at once

My lungs branch and

so do the maple’s

rivers cutting through

all of my valleys please

pass me a cigarette

let me put myself out

— Elizabeth Schmuhl, from “#25,” Premonitions

[lifeinpoetry]

“I have never been allowed to be holy, / I have never been forgiven for wanting.”

— Gwen Benaway, from “Boys,” Holy Wild