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abcgum · 2 years
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because when you hold me
I don’t have to
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abcgum · 2 years
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i’ve found that my best happiness isn’t found in the future, nor the past. it’s in the present.
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abcgum · 2 years
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hold up you can’t just make me melt in your imaginary arms like that
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abcgum · 2 years
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to the boy who doesn’t know I exist:
let’s make wedding plans and talk of my undying love for u
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abcgum · 2 years
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srsly I can handle criticism and meanness but sympathy just gets me crying like a baby 🫡
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abcgum · 2 years
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i don’t want the feelings, I want love
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abcgum · 2 years
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special is what you make it,
when you make it
use that bath bomb. make your favorite iced coffee every day, every morning. do a face mask. treat yourself to a heating pad even when you don’t feel bad. bake a cake for nobody’s birthday. add that special touch only you have. hand someone a pretty flower, gift a smile. do what makes your heart sing and your spirits soar.
cause special is what you make it,
and when.
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abcgum · 2 years
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when ruth b said
i feel okay when I see your smile
i felt that
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abcgum · 2 years
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you and night
so far away
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abcgum · 2 years
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spring may be mud and puddles
but it’s also rain and sunshine.
it’s bright yellow boots
and overdramatic sun hats
and the tiniest hint of green
poking out of the trees.
it’s the gradual ombré of brown to green
of the grass that covers miles.
it’s sweater weather
and rushing home
to get out of the scorching leggings weather.
it’s lonely, happy walks
and remembering that your favorite thing
always has been
to feel warm
and loved by the sun.
spring may be mud and puddles
but also, it’s sunshine.
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abcgum · 2 years
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this is the day the Lord hath made.
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abcgum · 2 years
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the feminine urge to listen to breakup songs abt the boy who doesn’t know you exist
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abcgum · 2 years
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oh to say “twolit paper” like americans 😩
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abcgum · 2 years
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guilty pleasure: airpods in, volume on max
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abcgum · 2 years
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why even do we seek perfection
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abcgum · 2 years
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I’m learning to accept thing for what they are, and not to hate them for what they’re not
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abcgum · 2 years
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i’ve learned to keep my deepest emotions to myself, because the feeling of raw vulnerability and the risk isn’t worth it
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