
Game Changer & Make Some Noise
KIROKAZE
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todays bird

Kiana Khansmith
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Show & Tell
hello vonnie

Love Begins
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Xuebing Du
art blog(derogatory)
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
taylor price
Jules of Nature
Claire Keane
EXPECTATIONS

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@fairytaleslost
Sometimes I write to you. Sonnets and poems and paragraphs about how I feel and how everyday you’re all I think about.
Then reality sets in and I remember why we are where we are and the words are nothing more than a pathetic plea.
I won’t write anymore.
No more loose pages will have my heart and soul scribbled and embedded. At least none that anyone will see.
I’m picking up my pride and trying to wear it again. The person that I am returning from the broken hearted voyage. Leaving behind the pieces that are and have always been yours.
I may never be quite whole again and I’ll always long for the days we shared and what could be.
Fairytales lost
#wordsyou’llneverread #goodbye #lostlove
Now I have to remember you
For longer than I’ve known you
Maybe you don’t understand the craving
The way my body yearns for you
Your touch
Your tongue
You consume me
All my thoughts
The way I move
I’m obsessed
But that word
Is a pale comparison to how
I feel about you
You ignite me
Like a strike of a match
But it’s my mind
My body
That you fuel with fire
I’m yours
To turn to ash
To mark and maim
Because I know you’ll
Bring me back
Teaching me to burn brighter
Breathe deeper
With you as my oxygen
#breathe #you #fairytaleslost
I asked you once
To come and brush against the walls
Of my life
I asked you to stay for us to know eachother
Even though I knew the longer you stayed the more I would want you back when you were gone
I told you that fairy tales are the happiest stories
And that great books are made of little chapters
I take it all back
I don’t want little chapters anymore
And fairytales aren’t always happy, at least not in their original form
If you come, I want you to stay
Don’t be temporary
Don’t just brush along the walls of my life
Pick a room
Unpack
I want you to stay
#you #thingsiwanttosay #missingyou
Cushenden Caves
Trinity library
The Burren
What am I to do with all this silence, all this distance, all this no more, you have placed between us, in my hands, through my being. How do I let go of what no longer exists? The phantom weight a burden on my soul I cannot remove, pinned beneath it. What am I to do?
Perry M. // Shackled
People suck
“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.”
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