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@piecesofmypretty
Pastel
Sublime
Hearts and souls aligned
Gushing over interests and passions
Sunsets, sunrises firing up the sky
Rainbows after damp and drear
Birds resuming their choral stylings
Butterflies, dragonflies wafting by
That song you forgot you loved on the radio
Fresh baked goods fragrantly filling the air
Settling into a cozy seat
Feet tucked under, nose in book
Discovering a new binge-worthy show
While eating an old standby treat
Game nights spent with good friends
Reminiscing then making new memories
Finding love over and over again
And not least of all, within
#REDFORKASHMIR
Please, please show your support for Kashmir. Keep Kashmir in your thoughts and prayers but as well as that please spread the word, and speak up against the atrocities that are taking place. There is no way for Kashmiris to communicate with the outside, weāre only getting occasional updates from my uncle and its chaos there. Kashmir has been suffering under the hands of India for so long and too long, and has never ever received the appropriate response or recognition from the international community. This is my land, my people, my heritage, my family.Ā
billowing above ordinary pushing back under the covers relegating resorgimento to another dawning
~Aubrie~2019
sad sad sad and oh so special
you are so unreal that you are fake
and I would like to say congratulations
you are sad sad sad and oh so special
and oh yes, much different than the others
And you deserve all the pity mustered up Ā
you deserve leniency
you are sad sad sad and life is hard
love doesn't exist patience has run out life isn't fair
and you are so unbelievably sad sad sad
and there's no point you feel dead
yes, you are a waste of space
and energy
you don't add to the existence of happiness
or even to the economy
a lack of your existence probably wouldn't hurt anyone
you are more of a problem than a person
and you are sad sad sad Ā
and you decide it's competition
who is the darkest the saddest the loneliest
the most depressed the most likely to kill themselves
you are determined to win
and you make sure everyone knows
you are sad sad sad
and oh so special
Permission
i wanna eat burgers and drink milkshakes at one am
i wanna go on midnight runs and smoke weed in the park
i wanna blow holes and cuddle on couches past curfew
and i don't wanna have to always ask you
developments
i have at least two tests every day this week that are weighed heavily. Iām so stressed, but I feel like I shouldnāt be because some people have it worse off and this week has just been the worst. itās been getting worse. everything feels grey.
last 7 months: have randomly said and wrote in multiple languages things likeĀ āi want to dieā seriously but subconsciously?
last 4 months: havenāt been able to go to sleep without crying and after a week, thinking about suicide
last 3 months: sitting up right before falling asleep because i keep thinking of how terrible i am and how much i want to die
last 2 weeks: now i even wake upĀ thinking of how much i want to die and how useless i am and more throughout the day
much love,
tara
Lunar Dawn (by Dustin Lefevre)
my motherās sister
recently fractured bones confined in a tight, sticky neck brace
and a heavy maroon sari weighing down on her ninety pound fragile frame
we watchedĀ
the shaadi of an unhappy bride and intoxicated groom
The Time I Chopped Half of My Hair and Myself
I read
cutting hair
is a cry for help
intentions never intended
my rage
my desperation
beating heart and sweating palms
divided in two
fist full
and before i knew
the act was done
lengthy brunetteĀ locks, now above my shouldersĀ
shorter than intended
my reflection more broken than ever
i told the story
to everyone
as a brave spontaneous
teenager with angst
i read
cutting hair
is a cry for help
so why didnāt anyone
help
we remember because
we cannot forget
we continue because
we will not stop
and together we will
dance in the misery
celebrate in the pain
and rejoice in the darkness.
thereās something spiritual about the way you spill your soul to me.
Reyna Biddy (via reynabiddy)
sometimes i feel like i can be toxic to the people around me. i harbor so many ill, shitty feelings inside, and eventually i just pour them all onto everyone and everything surrounding me. of course i donāt mean to.. but sometimes i have no control over it. or.. over myself i guess i should say. i try to be - and stay - as positive as humanly possible, but fuck. iām so tired. iām tired of never having an outlet. iām tired of being everyone elseās outlet and not being thought of in return. i donāt mean to be sad all the time but i genuinely canāt even help it. i could probably get better at attacking problems and situations as they present themselves so that i donāt always do these massive blow up things. but.. i havenāt reached that point of detachment just yet. iām still working on me. still a work in progress. hopefully, i get better. at being a better person. soon. or someday, atleast.
Reyna Biddy (via reynabiddy)
This oneās an older poem titled āGaze.ā
PSA : self-care *ISNāT* selfish! š hereās a lil remind to all my fellow workaholics, overworked babes, and straight up just tired humans!!!! donāt forget to enjoy this long weekend, make sure to spend some time to care for your mind + body + souuuul! xx insta
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