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occasionally subtle
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YOU ARE THE REASON
cherry valley forever
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roma★
oozey mess
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Keni
if i look back, i am lost
Love Begins
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@kanavnama
Because He Knows.
When he moved to his apartment in new brongstreet, he had no idea living alone would bring along with it so many new experiences. He could do whatever he wanted now. That’s all he had wanted ever since he was teenager. He would have loved to bring home a girl and have sex with her. But he knew this might not happen at all, since he wasn’t a smooth talker and most girls won’t just come over to his…
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Shopping Mall
They decided to meet at the shopping mall. Amritsar had only one, on the outskirts of the city. It was the city of street food but they both preferred cold coffees to sweet chai. They preferred an air conditioned atmosphere too since it was the start of summer. The day was quite sunny however in the early morning clouds had passed over the city. The city woke up at around 8 and Ravi saw it do so…
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Music for the Heart
UNITED KINGDOM – MAY 27: LEWISHAM ODEON Photo of Eddie VAN HALEN and VAN HALEN, Eddie Van Halen performing live onstage (Photo by Fin Costello/Redferns) They both went to the same guitar class. They were twins. One looked just like the other except for a birthmark on the younger’s one’s neck which was shaped like a scar; perhaps created due to the pulling pressure during the birth giving. They…
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Newspapers
The train was shivering through the misty snowy hills. Warm, yellow lights shimmered from the inside of the train. In the train was travelling a man with thick set eyebrows and an expression of deep curiosity as he was reading the paper of that day. A man had robbed a high security museum. He had stolen a diamond worth billions. The newspaper described how the robbery had been attempted. The…
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Acceptance Leads Nowhere
He washed up on the shore near the lighthouse. His name was Colie and he was from a city hidden in the mountains. He was born in the twelfth sector of the third quadrant; quite unimportant, unless one count’s wealth important because diamonds were only found in there. This was like the useless wrapper you throw away after you eat your sweet. However, just like the wrapper is made of plastic that…
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The Land of Swahu
It was a long summer’s night. The owl howled a musical pattern too easy for the mouse to hear. It didn’t stop there; even the ant knew that tonight was special. Later on, a fox sneaked into the clearing among a bunch of eucalyptus trees. It poked its nose into a few shrubs. Tap tap tap went the nose, warm and wet. Now, the quiet mountains, huge and serene with the presence of gods over looked…
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The Depressed City.
The city was unlived. It had green leaves with dirt on them. Dusty. Flowers, all kinds, paused. Life moved as if it was a mechanism of a machine, writing with black ink on a white canvas, a story, which didn’t look like it would be finished anytime soon, and yet, would, unmistakably, remain unlived.The heart of the city was loaned. Heavy footsteps beat on the pavement made up of graves. Efforts…
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I 🥺ed my way into this situation and I’m going to 🥺 my way out
Hello world
first of all i'd like to say that this is ..something, different. I have been betrayed in my madness, by my own lover and teacher. but now i've seen the truth and the truth is god
A person who formed the core of my heart left, the girl I wanted to spend my life with sees me as an abuser, a cheater and a liar, I have a psychiatric illness, I have the disease of addiction, all my friends have left me but one and she's well I don't know how close I can keep her to my heart, and my life's purpose: sigh.
#vent
The Wall by Kanav Gupta
The Wall by Kanav Gupta
Prologue It’s all over now baby blue. Goodbye Blue Sky. He found the wall very young. The wall called to him…..drew him. A mystic power- vapour blue-dancing around a body, inviting him to unleash the lines on the inside of his palm into worms. He didn’t dare question it. He held out his arms : palm facing forward and pushed the air. His hands disappeared, he pulled back, scared. They came back.…
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nikki giovanni, those who ride the night winds (1983)
In Defence Of Late Replies
I know what you are thinking. Who can come up with even one reason to support why late replies should be a thing. I've got a shot coming at you so be ready...coz this shits about to get heavy I just shouted on my lawsuit "fuck you, demi"
If you couldn't tell, that's eminem.
Now, back to topic.
One simple line : Those who do not know how to or cannot contain themselves within their boundaries, need to use the tool of late replies on social media.
Now that i've said this, i'll let you wonder what all this could possibly entail.
I saw a window in reality
It was visibly invisible
Indescribable and far away
It was a world of truth
My soul seeks
Weeps for
My mind has taken heed
I've thrown paint on
The wall.
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
