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I love you Victor, but you're not mine...

[maddy-cj7]

I like how a dried flower with faded colors, no sweet smell, almost withered and so fragile is kept treasured by humans for lifetime just because someone they love solely gave it to them

❤️‍🩹🥀🍂

[maddy-cj7]

I let the love I have for my parents devolve me even in their cruelty.

[maddy-cj7]

Adult people who don't judge you for your dreams >>>>

Even you yourself know the dreams cost money, they don't discourage you for dreaming. They just quietly say you are going to make it one day with a smile.

I'm going that adult.

[maddy-cj7]

Text : I hope I walk where the grass grows soft and the earth feels forgiving

(mine) @/maddy_cj7 on pinterest :)

[hersurvival]

[maddy-cj7]

and i'll love the littler things

-mitski

[maddy-cj7]

Everytime I forgive myself, it feels like placing a flower on an old grave...

@/maddy_cj7 on pinterest which is me <3

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@/maddy_cj7 on pinterest

[mist-of-flowers]

original poem : & i am your daughter

inspired by @two-bees-poetry !

first time so it’s not my favorite （ ´_⊃｀）

[maddy-cj7]

Pomegranate by me

@/maddy_cj7 on pinterest

[orpheuslament]

sorry for romanticising the mundane. i have little else

[maddy-cj7]

Inspired by the fig theory

@/maddy_cj7 on pinterest

[maddy-cj7]

What do we do ?

[maddy-cj7]

[maddy-cj7]

Me

[maddy-cj7]

Text: I romanticized my loneliness and called it you

[maddy-cj7]

Ehhh whatever now ....