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@gracefulme-blog
Hey, so I wrote a thing.
I was born the daughter of a sinner. And my older brother and sisters were alike in that same way. And neither my mother nor my father has taught me to sin, but I too am a sinner.
When I was a little girl, I stole a dream catcher in Arizona. Neither my mother nor my father had taught me to steal, but I slipped it into my pocket when no one was looking, and I walked out the store.
I was born the daughter of an liar. And my older brother and sisters were alike in that same way. And neither my mother nor my father has taught me to lie, but I too am an liar.
When I was eleven, I stayed out late wandering in the woods, Neither my mother nor my father knew where I was, But when I got home, I told them I was at a friend's house reading, and I don't know why.
I was born the daughter of a thinker. And my older brother and sisters were alike in that same way. And neither my mother nor my father has taught me how to think, but I too am a thinker.
When I was Sixteen, Cornell West came to speak at our school. Neither my mother nor my father had told me what to say. but I walked up to him afterward, to ask him "what is truth?" and we talked about Love.
I was born the daughter of a dreamer. And my older brother and sisters were alike in that same way. And neither my mother nor my father has taught me to dream, but I too am a dreamer.
When I was asleep, I dreamt that I was alone, Neither my mother nor my father were there with me but when I called out, they came to me and comforted me and I realized then that
I was born the daughter of a lover And love was never something that we needed to be taught because no matter if I were a dreamer, a thinker, a liar, or a sinner, I was still loved
Lip Balm
I'm terrified to think of a point in my life where you wont be in it. But, years from now, you'll see me at a bar, or a concert, or a park, and I'll be smiling, and you'll know that you had nothing to do with it.
And he will touch me in all the places that you have before, but I will have forgotten what your hands feel like.
And the lips that once kissed mine will become chapped.
They will burn and sting and crack.
But I will have the balm.
20 places that don’t look real (part1)
1.Bamboo Forest-China
2.Black forest-Germany
3.Fields of tea-China
4.Hang son doong-vietnam
5.Hitachi seaside park-japan
6.Lake hillier-Australia
7.Lake retba-Sengal
8.Antelope canyon-USA
9.Lavender fields-France
10.Mendenhall icecaves-Alaska
this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies
We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks
i need kisses and attention and alcohol
my thoughts everyday
the concept of a “Freudian Slip” just doesn’t make any sex to me at all
It's where you mean one thing, but fuck your mother.
It’s quite interesting when you like someone, you start to notice that everything about them seems more attractive when it seems normal to everyone else. Their smile seems so much brighter. The sound of their voice is more soothing. Their goofy laugh sounds much cuter. Every little thing about them just reels you in. It’s like their imperfections don’t seem bad at all. It’s funny how our view of someone depends on how we feel about them.
The same thing happens when you hate someone. Then you start looking at them and you think to yourself "look at this fucking bitch. Walking around like you're important. Omfg. Eating those crackers like you fucking own the place fuck you"
It's like I only exist when it's convenient to you.
bo burnham
*Bo Burnedhim.
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