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it's hard to think of frost when flowers bloom ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ a collection of lyrics taken from the new willi carlisle album ❛ winged victory ❜ slightly edited to better fit rp needs. feel free to edit as you see fit, and change pronouns if desired, but do not add to this post.

❛ blood is the price of your cursed wealth ❜

❛ good god ! ❜

❛ morning's on the rise ❜

❛ no one wants to see how wildflowers grow ❜

❛ i want to know a friend from a foe ❜

❛ i'll be there, if you even care ❜

❛ come on by, we could waste some time watching wildflowers grow ❜

❛ i'm often alone, but i'm rarely lonely ❜

❛ true love truly doesn't last ❜

❛ that rhetoric's as dumb as dirt ❜

❛ i'll owe no one, and no one will owe me ❜

❛ you can't force a man to mind his word ❜

❛ the war is over, and rich folks won ❜

❛ i believe in the impossible ❜

❛ it won't get better until it gets worse ❜

❛ it all comes back to places that won't let me call them home ❜

❛ well i sang to the dementia ward, and the bastards all sang back ! ❜

❛ i'm a mud puddle child, with grass on my jeans ❜

❛ nobody lives, but everyone is free ❜

❛ i'd love you forever, if i only knew how ❜

❛ i glad that you lied, and i'm glad that i'm a fool ❜

❛ oh, what a gift ! ❜

❛ there is a place where i go, where all my friends wait for me ❜

❛ straight men all suffer from a common disease ❜

❛ your lies can't deceive me, i know that you'll leave me ❜

❛ for most of my life i wanted a secret ❜

❛ i just want to hold you ❜

❛ how about a random polka break ? ❜

❛ work is work, or it wouldn't pay ❜

❛ your suffering, it came to nothing ❜

❛ love grew ten feet tall in the time you were away ❜

❛ well, new york and la feel pretty small when you bring your troubles too ❜

❛ i'll make a pretty good deal with the devil ❜

❛ a motel bed is pretty comfy in the morning ❜

❛ there are waffles in the lobby if you want them ? ❜

❛ if you don't like it you can go and kick rocks ❜

❛ as long as there's no price on love, i'll stay ❜

❛ if you don't take me out of here, i'll lose my mind ❜

❛ that sure sounds like hell ❜

❛ these past years the highway has been my home ❜

❛ hey sweety, what do you want ? ❜

❛ let me tell you, buddy, that ass was ridiculous ❜

❛ i just had to contemplate the mysteries of life ❜

❛ some of you might find all of this kind of inappropriate, but i'm just going to tell you to get over it ❜

❛ you can't tell me that i'm not a perfect gentleman ❜

❛ my lord, who let you out of the house carrying that thing around in front of your mamma and everybody ❜

❛ the crowd had never seen such a thing before, for an hour and a half they cheered ❜

❛ he left me here ❜

#memes #starters

thesweetiepienovels

“No one is coming to save you.” I disagree ! I believe many people made up of many small moments come to save pieces of you , even if just briefly. The mentor who believed in you . The friend who said they’re proud of you. The family member that makes you laugh . The random person who held the door for you out of nothing but kindness. The teacher who took extra time to help you understand. The person who smiled at you when you walked into a store. The little kid who looks up to you. The person who randomly complimented you. Being “saved” isn’t about being whisked away and all your hardships gone, it’s about the people and things that remind you life is not all hardships, it is kindness, love, gentleness, softness, care, thoughtfulness. It is many moments made up of your lifetime that keeps you going and showing you the world is still beautiful, and will always be. Despite.

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justrpmemesandmusings

Rainy Day Starters

“It’s never going to stop!”

“I think there’s a leak in the roof.”

“Rain drops keep fallin’ on my head.”

“And I’m singin’ in the rain, just singin’ in the rain!”

“We should get the candles in case the lights go out.”

“It’s cold. Scoot over and cuddle with me.”

“Ugh!! My socks are soaked.”

“I left my umbrella at home and now it’s coming down a flood.”

“It’s thundering so loud.”

“I have a confession. I am afraid of storms.”

“Well, I was going to go, but then water soaked through my shoes and got my socks wet so fuck that.”

“I love the sound of rain on the roof.”

“I think I’m going to sleep this rainy day away.”

“I love the rain.”

“Why don’t you kiss me in the rain?”

“Watch out for the mud puddles.”

“Can I borrow your truck? My car is stuck in the mud.”

“Let’s sleep in today.”

“I’m thinking it’s a movie and cuddled on the couch in a blanket type of day.”

“If you don’t come back inside, you’re going to catch a cold”

“I wonder if it’s going to get cold enough to snow.”

“It’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is snoring…”

“Rain, rain go away. Come again another day.”

“Come dance with me in the rain.”

“Just our luck, it would rain on the actual parade.”

“Can I sleep with you? I’m afraid of storms.”

“You know you can count how far the storm is by the thunder.”

“Lightning never strikes in the same place twice.”

“The weather said there was a chance of a tornado.”

“I hate rain.”

“The roads are flooded. Looks like you’re stuck with me.”

#memes #starters

youvegotrpmemes

Send 👪 or ‘family’ for me to play as one of my muse’s (receiver’s) family members for a thread!

-requested by anonymous

#memes #starters

youvegotrpmemes

Send me “🎵” and I’ll post a starter using lyrics from a song I recently listened to!

-send “music note” if the emoji isn’t loading!

#memes #starters

petaltexturedskies

Sylvia Plath, from "Mad Girl's Love Song"

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bookwyrminspiration

I can behave normally around books

bookwyrminspiration

I can be trusted in bookstores and libraries and you should take me to those locations

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persianmom-deactivated20251026

i was such a weird lonely little girl and maybe i grew to be a weird lonely woman but idc i built this life for myself and maybe it doesn’t always make sense to others and maybe isn’t always easy or beautiful but it is mine and i cherish it

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itsnotwhatimlike

embarrassment has good bones

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mysterybones

If it sounds like the composer is trying to blast you with the orchestra until you're as deaf as he is, it's Beethoven.

If it sounds like the composer might be a vampire, it's Bach.

If it sounds like the composer is trying to set the violins on fire, it's Vivaldi.

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petaltexturedskies

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

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inkpressedpetals

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petaltexturedskies

I looked up the word 'yellow' the other day. I found so many shades of yellow that they had been distinguished by words like gold honey daffodil. I found words like fire and sand and champagne and lemon and sunbeam and l even found a song. Now imagine someone telling yellow that it's 'just yellow'. When yellow is a sunbeam and a daffodil and fire. When yellow is a song. Without yellow, we couldn't make orange and we couldn't create green and our world would be far less colourful because of it. Yellow's true colours are not limited to one thing. And neither are yours. Some days you are dark and fiery and intense. Some days you are rich and bright and vibrant. Some days you are buttercups and dandelions and some days you are champagne and a song. And without you, someone's life would be far less bright and far less beautiful. You are you as yellow is yellow. And the world needs you. Because, no matter what you think, you are not 'just you'. You are so much more.

Becky Hemsley, "Yellow"

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