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aflyamonggents · 4 months
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DOG DAY AFTERNOON 1975, dir Sidney Lumet
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aflyamonggents · 4 months
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Romance Art
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aflyamonggents · 5 months
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Hey
(with the intention of dancing with you in the rain)
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aflyamonggents · 6 months
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Exhausted
My gauges are broken
Prayer has left me hopeful
Time has always been cruel
You could relate if you tried
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aflyamonggents · 10 months
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aflyamonggents · 11 months
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“𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑠. 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒.”
—Victoria Erickson
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aflyamonggents · 11 months
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It’s trembling again. The walls around us are buzzing.
Can you feel it?!
Shhhhh shh shh.
There…
Haunting how the frequencies right there are the same right here.
The static on the linoleum can lift tear-soaked tissue paper.
Echoes and aches.
Fuck what it takes I’m going bad cause mad ain’t even working.
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aflyamonggents · 11 months
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Your name still has thorns
That cut my tongue whenever
I say it aloud
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aflyamonggents · 11 months
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Find the accidentals that somehow work
Under every breath an offensive lurks
Maybe it’s ugly. Baby, it’s me
Every outcome ends with a plea
Save me from myself
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aflyamonggents · 11 months
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I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.
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aflyamonggents · 2 years
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“I am a ghoster - I come and go as I please. I was not made to roam this earth in search of what others want. I do not exist only as a response - I exist in the silence. I exist as I am.”
by @fifty-shades-of-apathy
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aflyamonggents · 2 years
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I hope when he makes you laugh it hurts because you wished it were me.
I hope when the night has a bite of chilled air his embrace makes you wince because you miss mine.
I hope his cologne makes you sick.
I hope his hands are too sweaty.
I hope his cooking is trash.
I hope… I hope you’re happy.
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aflyamonggents · 2 years
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Most certainly venomous
One taste and you’re through
Nasty necromancer
Satan in satin
Toiling with spits and chants
Empty eyes and grins
Run
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