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will byers stan first human second
One Nice Bug Per Day
Misplaced Lens Cap

#extradirty

ellievsbear
Xuebing Du

Andulka
trying on a metaphor
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
$LAYYYTER
Mike Driver
hello vonnie
Keni
Show & Tell
i don't do bad sauce passes
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
taylor price

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@tawnyamber
I know what you are
time.space
The Illusion of Progress. Facing Modern Paradoxes
Entered 2021 with 30 sheets of paper, scrawled across each one, random thoughts, a daily prompt, spiritual guidance from current to future self, in hopes the future will recalled with love in love for past self...a way to cleanse the soul, clear the programming, and chase the lunar cycle like a wolf chases a rabbit...but no longer sheep. You can’t chase what doesn’t run, what no longer breathes. #10deadlambs Always recall a specific moment, a defining memory, engrained in the layers of lyrics, music notes filling in between, the silence and lips paused in symmetry, quoting these simple words, and in your sobriety, made me feel whole from inside my well of suffering, and I crawled, I clawed, up and out and over the edge, nails torn off from digging graves and gaps between, every inch of brick gripped, fingertips stripped to bone, bloody as bare knees, bruised to the cap, never turning back, and to the fire put my knees... Someday, someday, someday boy, baby boy, beliail, brother, thee... will drown no more, stand up, and on those very feet, service no longer provide nothing to that which favor returned unseen. The echoes will sound selfish, a boomerang muttered now a beast, returning to the point of release, thrust past and split, a tongue tonsil to tip, and lodge in your throat, and gasp until you choose to exist. #10deadlambs #myoblyfriendismyonlyenemy #nowombforyourshit #purgatorychasm #freewill #chooseyourgoddamnself #getoutofyourownway #itsallyourfault #surprisemotherfucker #freedomsjustanotherwordfornothinglefttolose #goodbye #farewell #brotherinarms #foreverisamightylongtime #yourmonkeysyourcircus #chooseyourweapon #boundariesareagovernmentconspiracy #getthebandbacktogether #yourmove #exitthesimulation (at Chautauqua Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/CORzRehDnPG/?igshid=efoproolp6ma
what are we here for?
i carry regret like a wolf on my back, naturally
clawing its way to the depths of my bones.
i measure my life by the number of empty
pens lying in my trash can.
last night my mother awoke in the middle of a
nightmare and saw me writing;
she said the air was crisp with the vague scent
of dried blood and whiskey
and i licked away the remnants of my salty tears
and embraced the warmth that they left behind.
what are we here for?
i set my alarms to see sunsets and bask
in the beauty of their deaths, to watch the moon
bathe the graveyard of the sun in silver.
i see my life in wine reds and hollow blacks,
mirroring the tragedy of my rusting mind.
now, i’ve been told i romaticize things and tonight,
i’m too tired to deny it
so i write on and on,
no, this feels too artificial,
so i rip it off and repeat it
until my poems start to look like
bill receipts and the skin on my fingers
is peeling off and i feel it-
that i am not meant to be
and this disparity between what’s right,
what i want, and what i need.
i once read somewhere that
life is no paragraph and death is not a
parenthesis,
but as i stare harder into my notepad,
the lines all blurring into one,
i finally realize it.
when i was born, i started a sentence,
and breathing through a series of semi colons,
i have to live to finish it.
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FLY AWAY by Christian Schloe
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the child and never with the dog. and now here good people with the souls of cats are very few yet here and now many fine cats with great style lounge about in the alleys of the universe. about our argument tonight whatever it was about and no matter how unhappy it made us feel remember that there is a cat somewhere adjusting to the space of itself with a calm and delightful ease. in other words magic persists with or without us no matter how we may try to destroy it and I would destroy the last chance for myself that this might always continue.
Charles Bukowski, cats and you and me
“Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”
— Emery Allen (via wordsnquotes)
And I wanted more than I could steal • I'll arrest myself and wear a shield #loungeact #nevermind #grungebible #KShield https://www.instagram.com/p/BoyDYogBhLnQ1PrSPiqjrcB68BPKqa8Dn5Qrus0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=w4ricapt35pj
🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤 (at Lock and Dam No. 11) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoEj5hbhVrkXU2gy_4fX8dD-3pjYfCX942Tjps0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=7pcctxgqxqwt
Some days are magic. (at Eagle Point, Iowa) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoBaLdDBme9U8H5AMpHCDsr11JWfVhyoOA6urc0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1j6iwws18lxlm
Magic is in the toe beans! 😻😻😻🖤🖤🖤❣️ #baststallone #lazytogether #righthandbitch https://www.instagram.com/p/BnqLqnfB5PAb4MQmbkWmT4x3JsezdjSt4w0EFE0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pfzz6hcia1ka
Ya bish! #goodkiddmaddcity #adollarmight #hallebarryhallelujah #comptonsolid https://www.instagram.com/p/BnqBNoiBEZqSIY1NwHdTu6vE5rkcl8Sx1spnDU0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1wyo5lz1v9gh9
Tethered to a master and not a Shepard. #10deadlambs #stlouiscemetaryno1 (at New Orleans, Louisiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bng5Km-BtPM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1erd5h4ozeete