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@gypseye
stuck somewhere between 1 and 2
I can’t even put my feelings into words anymore. They’re so suppressed that any form of recognition is a release. I spent so much time wishing to be numb and now that I’m there it almost hurts more. Now what?
The older I get, the more I admire confidence in a cultivated person. Cultivated because taking genuine pride in yourself is something that can only be obtained through experience.
Listening to that gut. Making decisions that others disagree with. Having your name thrown around in the mud for that. Using your spit to wipe it clean. Standing up and walking tall. Tall enough to look everyone in the eye who kicked you down before.
There’s nothing more intimidating than the person who isn’t afraid to stand alone.
Think about those you admire the most. Is there anyone like them?
If the world ended today, that’d be okay.
The moon ate the sun anyway.
Write about two people seeing each other for the first time.
It was like fire. My fingers tingled. My feet went numb. if I wanted to run, I couldn’t. Fire ants eating my insides. Swarming on my cheeks as if everyone in room needed to know. As if they didn’t already. I was inside out. Vulnerable at the look of your face let alone the touch of your fingers. I couldn’t imagine. How could I? If the flames grew any more, the forest of my being would be responsible to only you. Who wants to carry the weight of another on their chest? But a human like you would look beautiful even if they were black and blue. Confessions of hollow me. Only full for you.
we’re just two bees making honey
been awhile 👋🏻
So here I come again… Painted pretty, wide-eyed, and watching the moon phases through your small bedroom window. The cheap air conditioning unit blowing freezing air into the already chilling room. I sit. I wait. For you to wake up and fall back into me after pulling out of another bad dream where you kiss someone else goodnight, every night. It’s no wonder you only hold me in the dark.
CANDY. 1968. Starring Ewa Aulin
not dead
curly girlie !!!!
We spent our New Years in a weird little town in this weird little place that changed an old rail station along with the antique train cars into a hotel. We made friends at a bar because one of them had a trick wallet that self-ignited anytime you opened it (his name was Peanut and yes he was awesome). We drank too much there then wandered off here-- to this amazing diner that was also in a train cart. Where we had the whole place to ourselves and ate half a pizza each while 60's music played in the background. On New Years Eve of 2016 you asked me to your girlfriend. Two weeks before 2017 you asked me to be your wife (also on a train). It's nights like this one that make me ecstatic to share a life with you. SO *CHEERS* TO THE GOOD YEARS 🥂 Starting and ending with you @whenadanlovesawoman... my lucky 16 😉 (at Silver Diner Pizza Car)
HAPPY (almost) NEW YEAR (at Chattanooga Choo Choo)
Biggie always saying it best