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der3ality · 6 months
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fuzzyghost · 1 year
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lonlylittleclown · 3 months
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A quiet priest pt .1.
The good father has always been gentle.
Soft brown eyes dart over the top of half moon wire glasses to steal a glance at you.
Or are you imagining that thin anxious smile?
Have you conjured the primrose creeping across his cheeks from a daydream you wished on to hard?
You let out a sigh that flutters through the pages of the Bible before you, as thin and pale as moth wings.
“Is something the matter?”
He asks, his voice is like chestnuts or honey.
You think better of a second sigh
“No father”
He smiles at you and seems relieved, but you can never be sure. His eyes turned back down to his Bible almost instantly after your response.
He looks so peaceful, thumbing his way through cracking old pages. permanently ink stained fingers (the price for his meticulous annotation) skim over line after line.
He is looking for something.
Looking for you.
Just another act in the baffling string of kindnesses the good father has payed you over the past month.
He has had no reason for any of them, and the sea of thin burns wrapping you in a cocoon of weariness constantly whispers. It’s a trap. It’s a trap. It’s a trap.
But it has been nearly a month since your broken bloody body looked up at him from his doorstep.
A month since those brown eyes first saw you though the windows of his glasses. Brimming with concern.
A month since the good father had let a demon into his home.
And only a week since you first saw him blush…
To be continued
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etherealascend · 2 years
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eclipsing-sun · 3 months
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Oh how I miss you
It's so lonely out here
The coldness seeps in my bones
Hacking up my emotions
Watching them leave my lungs
They drift far away
And the hatchet carves my gut
When I think of your voice
It's never enough
It was never enough
At the end of the day
I'm still stuck here
Behind my facade
And the walls keep closing in
The smoke begins to rise
And I look back to the fire
To see them all on the pire
I'll have died three times
Before my life truly ends
When is something better
Ever around the bend
And the sickness starts to spred
To my feeble bones
Watch me crumble down
Like the towers in Rome
Those words were my tomb
Your fate sealed my own
I must be strong
But it's only a matter of time
No, I won't last long
The clock ticks by
And twelve will strike
Then I can finally
Wish myself a peaceful night
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secluded-instinct · 6 months
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this is another reminder to stay hydrated but not too hydrated. blue text for water.
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havefunbutstaywoken · 9 months
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piratejenna · 1 year
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I have just had the experience of thinking to myself “I should look up [my oc] to look at art of them” only to realize that there is none because I haven’t made any yet.
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smittyw · 1 month
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TEMPO DI ZUPPA
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der3ality · 2 years
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fuzzyghost · 1 year
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I've Endured, Now What?
Blue Iris - Mary Oliver / So This Is All I Will Ever Be? - Fatima Aamer Bilal / Vive, Vive - Traci Brimhall
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fashionstatementblog · 8 months
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"Ba-Nay-Nay" Colored Blog
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Yup, BANANA!
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eclipsing-sun · 4 months
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S w e e t l o v e ,
d o y o u h e a r t h e s o n g s o f t h e b i r d s n o w ?
S w e e t d o v e ,
d o y o u s i n g w i t h m e r r i m e n t a n d g l e e ?
I n y o u r s o n g s I h e a r
A t o n e o f m e l a n c h o l y
A s t h e s y m p h o n y p l a y s
T h e d a y s g o b y
B u t y o u r e m a i n t h e s a m e
Y o u r s l e e p i n g s l u m b e r
I n w h i c h y o u ' l l n e v e r w a k e
P r e s e r v e s y o u r b e a u t y
B u t u l t i m a t e l y s e a l s y o u r f a t e
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superkursunaskr · 14 days
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piratejenna · 1 year
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Unstoppable force (my regularly increasing desire to have a cat) vs immovable object (me being uncomfortably though not life-threateningly allergic to cats)
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