Sade Olutola
Kiana Khansmith
Keni
blake kathryn
Love Begins
One Nice Bug Per Day
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
#extradirty
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Andulka
oozey mess
if i look back, i am lost
KIROKAZE
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Not today Justin
@theartofmadeline
gracie abrams
seen from United States
seen from Chile
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from Argentina
seen from Colombia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from France
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Malaysia
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Bangladesh
seen from United States
seen from Bangladesh
@heldbynight
I would protect
the parts of you
you learned to hide
because no one
handled them gently before
The birds know
where home is.
The rivers know
where they belong.
Why am I
the only thing
still wandering?
There is beauty
everywhere I look
which only makes it
harder to understand
why my own heart
still feels
like winter.
Her eyes hold apologies
for things that were never
her fault.
i do not want you loudly
i want you correctly
the way fields want rain
without asking the sky
There is beauty
everywhere I look
which only makes it
harder to understand
why my own heart
still feels
like winter.
“Does the dark scare you, my darling,
or does it finally let you be seen
the way daylight never does?”
There is beauty
everywhere I look
which only makes it
harder to understand
why my own heart
still feels
like winter.
Her eyes hold apologies
for things that were never
her fault.
The flowers
never questioned
whether they belonged.
Only humans
are burdened
with that sadness.
People think death
arrives all at once.
Sometimes
it happens slowly,
quietly,
until nothing inside you
feels alive anymore.
If love cannot save us
then at least
let it ruin us beautifully.
The flowers
never questioned
whether they belonged.
Only humans
are burdened
with that sadness.
The flowers
never questioned
whether they belonged.
Only humans
are burdened
with that sadness.
People think death
arrives all at once.
Sometimes
it happens slowly,
quietly,
until nothing inside you
feels alive anymore.
The birds know
where home is.
The rivers know
where they belong.
Why am I
the only thing
still wandering?
I would protect
the parts of you
you learned to hide
because no one
handled them gently before
