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my playlists (+ descriptions)

asparagus is in season: character playlist for francis abernathy from the secret history

dark academia but it’s girls: imagine the secret history, dead poets society, and if we were villains but all the male characters are replaced with female counterparts

donna tartt’s walkman: some music donna tartt probably listened to from her bennington days into her secret history days; also evokative of a sexually ambiguous classics student from a homoerotic dark academia novel

the holy trinity: florence, mitski, and hozier

prep school nostalgia: best of my effy stonem phase

scary girl fall: inspired by the gory girls from suspiria, midsommar, the vvitch, the moth diaries, and ginger snaps

turtleneck season: 'tis the season to become the pretentious protagonist of a modern greek tragedy (dark academia but it’s girls pt. 2)

slavic androgynous bette davis and the incongruous meathead: playlist for the goldfinch starring russian vampire and erudite sad boy

ode to the 2010s: music that shaped me in my formative years

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he was a skater cat, he said see you later cat

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the dancer, (Draft 3)

The Dancer

She once danced and laughed like no one else,

It was the way her hips moved perfectly,

Catching glances from everyone around her.

She was the girl I once knew and loved,

there was a time when I saw her eyes filled with love and hope.

She was once the woman I called my own,

That is until the day she up and left.

But on that day, I barely noticed she had gone.

And I would’ve noticed if I hadn’t already lost her.

I started to lose her when those eyes lose their loving stare,

And were replaced with rather emotionless and brief glances.

And just like that, the dancing girl started to dance for someone else.

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I love Her (WIP) Update 2

I Love Her

I love her more than I love a morning cup of tea on cold winter mornings,

When even the sun doesn’t even wake up.

I love her more than I love sitting in the shade,

On hot and dry summer days.

When the shade is the only thing that can give relief from the sun.

I love her more than I love big sweaters,

And curling up in bed on a lazy Sunday.

I Love her more than all of these things because,

She is the one sat beside me with her own cup of tea.

Wrapping her arms around me just so I’m not cold,

Because she warms me up more than any cup of tea ever could.

I love her more because she is the one sprawled across my lap,

On those dry summer days in the shade,

I love her more because it’s her sweater that hangs from my body,

As she holds me on those lazy Sundays

1/13/19: “Second Day”  

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Damn Peachy (WIP) Update 1

After years of being asked why I never smile, why I walk through life with my head down and have lower self-esteem and self-confidence than a middle-aged woman going through a divorce. I reply in the same way each time. “I’m damn peachy.” If you tell enough people the same thing for long enough, it sticks to you. And you find everyone you know, calling you peaches. 

1/12/19: It’s a funny feeling, you know?–––

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Love Her More (WIP)

Love her more than you love a morning cup of tea on cold winter mornings when even the sun doesn’t want to wake up. Love her more than you love sitting in the shade on hot and dry summer days. Love her more than you love big sweaters and curling up in bed on a lazy Sunday. Love her more than all of these things, because she is the one sat beside you with her own cup of tea, wrapping arms around you just so you aren’t cold, because she warms you up more than any cup of tea ever could. Love her more because she is the one sprawled across your lap on those dry summer days. Love her more because it’s her sweater that hangs from your body, as you cling to her on those lazy Sundays. 

1/12/19: It’s back  

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⭐️⭐️Aesthletic Board (Version 2)⭐️⭐️

1/12/19: My new Start 

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⭐️⭐️New Poem Aesthetic Board (Version 1) ⭐️⭐️

1/12/19: Walking into the unknown 

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Peaches n Cream WIP (1)

Peaches n Cream Arms wrap around my waist, While lips press to my neck. Cream, is the smoothness of your voice. Cream, is your milky white skin. Peaches is what I am to her, Peaches, after my short hair as blonde as a peach. Peaches, after my blushed cheeks that you cause.

1/12/19: We’ve got this 

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Artist in Blue WIP (Update 1)

I am the artist in blue. my hands are permanently stained and I have started to associate myself with, Blue. Transforming my body into blue anyway I could. Making it look like my breakable form was a stormy sea, rather than admitting I’m weaker than a drop of morning dew. 

1/12/19: Starting 

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