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bliss lane
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cherry valley forever
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titsay
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

if i look back, i am lost
RMH
Not today Justin
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Today's Document
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untitled by six on Flickr.
Me: I'm going to start eating healthy food.
Me: *eats entire 4-ounce cup of Panchero's queso*
untitled by loopthelife on Flickr.
Wistman’s Wood by Argentem on Flickr.
nature/vintage blog
The trail up to Dakesawa by jorge zapico on Flickr.
Cabin on Vestmann Island, Iceland. Contributed by Noémie Varin-Lachapelle.
The Great Escape.
I bought a candle today that I used to have because I remembered really liking the smell.
But when I lit it, I immediately regretted my decision
Because it reminded me of late nights on the phone with Levi
And then I got sad.
Realistic Animal Crossing Characters :3
Eunice!! <3
OMG LYLE THO
Trochaic Tetrameter
So for the Creative Writing class I'm in, we were assigned to write a poem in a specific meter. I originally wrote this mediocre 10-line poem in dactylic tetrameter the day it was assigned and tucked it away because I didn't really care for the assignment...but for some reason I got really passionate about rhythm and meter when I got drunk a couple nights later. Here's what I found in the notes on my phone the next morning:
I can feel the world, it's spinning
As I'm drifting, endless sleeping
Counting stars beneath the clouds and
Watching leaves and list'ning loudly
So profoundly drifting, drifting
Drifting off to sleep I think.
I can hardly breathe, but still
I stay; I stay and wait and dream.
I'm drunk I think, but still I dream
I dream until I fall asleep.
I don't know why, but I just find it interesting that I can write in perfect trochaic tetrameter, utilizing internal rhyme and imagery, while drunk.
untitled by sk-etches on Flickr.
(by ~roman)
50.365 (by ~roman)