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cherry valley forever
oozey mess
Andulka
@theartofmadeline
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Love Begins
Three Goblin Art
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d e v o n
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Origami Around
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Kaledo Art
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Cosmic Funnies
Product Placement
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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@emskiies21
BabyLove it's been 1 week since you tried to end your life.
The flashbacks of no one but you and I
that hopeless feeling rushing through
every minute seemed forever
and suddenly we are home in our home.
Laying in bed holding you on my arms
Fingers intertwined
TV on low just so it's not too quiet
Happy sad crying mad questions asked
Kisses and I love yous shared
Each day just passing us by
You taught me home is us, you and I. What we share, OUR BOND.
You are home
We our home Love.🤍
Spring on the Beartooth Plateau, Wyoming. The snow is melting, the air is fresh, and the forest is coming back to life.
© riverwindphotography, March 2022
You keep it on the inside. Cause that's the safest place. Cause that's the safest place to hide
On Letting Go by Circa Survive
if i could get this feeling to end
with trembling idle hands holding me there
we laugh in the face of love
cause nobody’s really there
nobody’s real
when you open up you let yourself seem vulnerable and the morning sun will make our bodies comfortable in taking off your clothes everything hidden is suddenly exposed
our first kiss.
sometimes everything hits you all at once; the good, the bad & the ugly and there are words launched out of your throat your like a catapult of burning arrows; sharp and lethal, and can never be taken back.
you know what i’ve learned? the only thing constant is change – don’t be scared – we’re ALL damaged beyond repair.
some of us just hide it better with makeup and mascaras, some of us hide the bruises under tattoos.
we can walk hand-in-hand witnessing the city illuminating in colors that we could only dream of,
like the first time we fell in love and saw the city and we were lost in complete awe.
do you remember?
A little get away for my bday weekend. Shout out to my Chakaroonie for the best present. It’s never the gifts that I look forward to but the time spent together and the memories we make. And shout out to the weekend squad and Elias photo bombing the pics love you all and can’t wait for the next adventure together #beyondwonderland #insomniacevents #beyondwonderland2019 😂😊💕🐰🎩🐛🍄🌀 (at The National Orange Show NOS Event Center) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvcmwX1HKHIbkGUOZdsvRjYFhUSbK-pdoN_ihs0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2lpxmjf2m9p2
“I think the hardest thing in the world is having to admit to yourself that you’re the one to blame for everything that’s wrong with your life. But the reason that it’s the hardest thing in the world is because it’s also the scariest thing in the world—because people don’t tend to live very long after they finally realize that the call is coming from inside the house.”
— CAMERON BEYRENT
Τα λόγια είναι περιττά.
Anthony Green - You’ll Be Fine (2016)
the other side
neither of us knew it was our last xmas together . we talked about beating this thing we thought that something would work . we had $5 to spend you couldn’t eat so there was no dinner . I think I had toast something like that . You couldn’t walk and I wheeled you around the dollar store pretending not to see what you were putting in your basket for me . I still have it . we didn’t know . it should not have been like that . you were the sunbeam in the house I was the cloaked and moaning shadow all morose always on the verge of catastrophe we knew I would go first . and we knew wrong . you were the flower child and yes an older balding Polish German immigrant beetling brow and hooked nose and penetrating eyes gaunt pallid fearsome to see . but an effervescent soul sensitive spirit . in the body of a dangerous thug . but you made beauty more beautiful it was your job while you lived on this earth and it was your nature . you made children laugh and there was always music and dancing everywhere you went . until you could go nowhere ever again . skin and bones and your soul that brave and shiny ever new ever young flower child boyish even with cancer flew away free and done . learning ukulele until you couldn’t hold it any more . until you stopped recognizing it and me and the pain made you into an unconscious animal a mammal of pain . forgot all your English and talked to your loved ones long dead but they were alive for you pulling you across the dimensions . and there was never a holiday again . no days are holy when your love the One dies in your arms . breathes a final painless sigh and nobody was glad but there was some relief . it’s xmas again and this was not a day of holiness there is still . nothing . where you once brightened everything .
