Torrential Monsoons and Macrobursts

I'm a storm being unleashed; a recipe for disaster. Taste at your own risk. Poetry with a downpour of storms. All my work is under Copyright. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.

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So what should I do In the darkness of you When you light up my moon From July until June What would I do if there wasn't a you, Would you sing about me like I sing about you? You're my sunshine You're my rain You're all I've lost Yet all I've gained If I must tell the truth Hello, darkness Goodbye, light I'll kiss you close And hold you tight If that's alright with you I'm coming back If that's alright with you So come on back If that's alright with you So what should I do When I'm dark and I'm blue When you light up my room From July until June What would I do if there wasn't a you, Would you sing about me like I sing about you?

Cause all I see are Yellow lights, yellow lights, yellow lights Meet me under Yellow lights, yellow lights, yellow lights We're burning through these Yellow lights, yellow lights, yellow lights When I'm with you

What should I do In the darkness of you When you light up my moon From July until June What would you do If I died before you? Would you sing about me Like I sing about you?

- Yellow Lights, Harry Hudson

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How's everyone doing? I haven't been here in so long but it feels nice. I have been listening to my music in my headphones while writing report cards and somehow the music is bringing me here again, like it always did before. Nice feeling for sure

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If time is money Then I'll spend it all for you I will buy you flowers With the minutes we outgrew I'll turn hours into gardens Plant it just for us to take I'll be reckless with my days Building castles in your name Since we've grown We long for concrete things But honestly nothing's felt more sure Than when you were next to me Next to me

- Next to Me, Sleeping At Last

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although it's summer, it feels like it has been autumn since your departure. i feel in constant fall.

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This place feels like many moons ago Oh, how the nostalgia of having you eats me so

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Bruh, I miss this view. Can't believe I was there 2 weeks ago.

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It's so easy to fall in love with me

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you.

you're the wind in the trees, you're the colour of rare flowers, you're the storm on a hot summer day, you're everything i need. you. -i'm nothing without you

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for thirty-eight hours, a rainstorm fell upon my porch. soaking the scarlet cushions on my gently swinging egg chair, quenching the thirst of the flowers hanging in my baskets. for thirty-eight hours, new life began blossoming, my heart began beating again. for thirty-eight hours, i sat with you in my arms, listening to the storm that brought us together. 

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although it's summer, it feels like it has been autumn since your departure. i feel in constant fall.

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Walking in a winter wonderland ❤️

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“Feels like December knows me well.”

— Dermot Kennedy, Moments Passed

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although it's summer, it feels like it has been autumn since your departure. i feel in constant fall.

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no matter how

loud the music

in my ears sings,

my thoughts remain

louder.

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storm. perfectly hued and perfectly brewed. perfectly green mixed with perfectly blue. storm. perfectly calm and perfectly skewed. perfectly me mixed with perfectly you. - perfectly us: the storms we are

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i thought that the storm came for me and that's how i nearly died. but it was really me who was the storm, the storm that thrived. - how storms survive even in environments that work against them

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It's my 12 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

I've had this blog for 12 years but for probably like 5 of them, I haven't been here. Whoopsie daisies. Oh, well. That is life. Weird how this is 12 years ago. I was a different person then. I wouldn't change who I was and neither do I want to change who I have become. What a journey :) Happy Birthday, blog!