hi terry

my better years ahead

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[derouter]

Indigo Indigoing Indigone

[mpdrolet]

Jacque Foo

[thexfiles]

who is  having a good time. unfollow me

[5oil]

[tiny-poetry-macropoetics-blog]

v. vaiana

[slay-faye]

Angel Rices’ tumbling never ceases to amaze me

[aasdwqy-deactivated20190523]

Like how…. How is this possible

[chinaija]

Bitch that first spin like she just jumped like I can’t even explain, like she just…did it??

[chillanimebeats]

チルアニメビート / chillanimebeats サウンドクラウド / soundcloud ユーチューブ / youtube ツイッター / twitter ヴァイン / Vine

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[avvviso]

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i was looking at a palm tree blowing in the breeze....perfect weather...High off Loudie...I looked over at her teddies...I realiozed in that moment that life is pointless and undescrible. i got Here Bacc. I Got Loude. I Got Evertyhing. I want More. One Day ill stop Breathing. All this will end and the memory of everything perfect i experience wont exist. but it happened.....i proimise it happened...i made it happen...I Glow so Easy...She Make Me Dinner Twice...I dont deserve this,...I deserve endless death...I float in the ocean of suffering like sushi...Im Not Filled with Harmoney and this gift of Seeing god isnt meant for me...You Got Thee Wrong guy

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[melissas-wierd-deactivated20230]

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[tinyghosthands]

Poems written by elementary school students to greet fliers at Miami International Airport

[realhumanbaby]

You can feel yourself slipping down the hill again, holding on to whatever you can find. But this is all very familiar. You even remember the particular rocks and shrubs that you grabbed on to last time. You remember which were weak and buckled under your weight “I’m just going to focus on myself today and not think about him” and which were sturdy but sharp and cut into your hand “He is doing just fine without me” Last time, you used your own body strength to pull yourself out of it. But this time, you carefully let yourself descend. You remember that what’s waiting for you at the bottom of the hill is a climb back to the top of the hill, and you recognise this as exactly what you need

[cavetocanvas]