Three Goblin Art

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Origami Around
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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Cosimo Galluzzi

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Kaledo Art
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

JVL
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@lunar-lyrics
dead musicians
dead musicians mean a lot to me.
something about their life,
how they seemed so content,
and honest,
pouring their soul into every piece of art they crafted.
is that why they were taken from us?
was the world not deserving of such purity?
i wonder if they know
how influential they are,
the emotions that they evoke,
if not in others, then at least in me.
as i listen to a ballad,
and think about how they deserve to be remembered.
dead musicians
dead musicians mean a lot to me.
something about their life,
how they seemed so content,
and honest,
pouring their soul into every piece of art they crafted.
is that why they were taken from us?
was the world not deserving of such purity?
i wonder if they know
how influential they are,
the emotions that they evoke,
if not in others, then at least in me.
as i listen to a ballad,
and think about how they deserve to be remembered.
commitment
all i can do
is desperately beg you
to not ruin another song for me
untitled 02
and the thing is
i would’ve done anything for you
anything you asked
anything you wanted
anything you needed
i was putty in your hands.
i would’ve willingly submitted myself
to any request
any demand;
and i guess that's why i can’t be mad.
because it’s clear you wanted me to go away,
and so i did.
and you're still okay.
so in some conceited way,
maybe that's why it hurts so much.
to see that us drifting apart hasn’t affected you in the slightest.
it didn’t shatter your world like it did mine
you didn’t have to take weeks to regroup yourself
you don’t hear bennie and the jets and hurt like i do.
i would never wish pain on you,
but i do wish you could be in my shoes for a few seconds.
and i know
someday
we'll be together
and we'll live forever
in a great big house
on a hill
and still
we'll be just like
we always have.
and the hours and the miles
and the roads far and wide
that stretch across the land
can't love you like i can
but i could have told you, vincent this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
-vincent [don mclean]
deserve
we accept the love we think we deserve.
i think about that a lot
especially referring to you.
it baffles me
how you think you deserve so little
it makes me body heat with anger.
frustration burning through my veins,
through my skin,
clamping itself shut around the root cause,
my heart.
is it jealousy, or just human decency?
do i want to be him,
or do i want you to love yourself more?
or do i want you to turn that devotion to me?
someone who can love you
so much better than him?
someone who’ll return it?
don't you want that?
do you not think you deserve that?
because out of the 7 billion people in the world
there’s no one more deserving of love than you.
and i know it’ll eventually die down,
but will i?
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i never truly understood what people meant
when they said,
"i wish this moment would last forever,"
until i met you.
because in that moment,
i could've stayed there
till the end of time
and never would've complained once.
so with flowers taped to my mirror,
dirt in a jar on my desk,
and your dark green hoodie,
i wait until the next time
i can wrap my arms around you
like they were made to,
and hope
that this time,
i can find a way
to make it last longer.
your love is scaring me
no one has ever cared for me
as much
as you do
yeah,
i need you here
-scary love [the neighbourhood]
and when i grow up
i'm gonna look up
from my phone
and see my life
and it's gonna be just like my recurring dream
i'm at the movies,
i don't remember what i'm seeing.
the screen turns into
a title wave.
then it's a dorm room,
like a hedge maze
and when i find you
you touch my leg and i insist
but i wake up before
we do it
-garden song [phoebe bridgers]
this months playlist :)
“I hope one day we can forgive each other for not being what we wanted each other to be”
— Kriti G.
what do i call this emotion?
it feels like a piece of me is black,
cut out.
faded away from my body,
my heart,
my soul.
but you're here,
you're back,
why do i feel this way?
maybe its because i’m reminded
that ill never be nothing more
than an entity
that exists through a screen.
tears of rain by greta van fleet- analysis/annotation
so important to your health to eat carbohydrates. and to write mediocre poetry
when the light is green, you go.
when the light is red, you stop.
but what do you do
when the light turns blue
with orange and lavender spots?
-signals [shel silverstein]