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no-country-reflect · 10 hours

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#makeup #monster hunter #shin megami tensei #dsmp art #movie poster #scandal #corgi #Haruki Murakami #jewelry #the cruel prince #vampire #Charlie day #countrycore #excerpt from a book i'll never write

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darlingdeathx · 21 hours

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#excerpt from a book i'll never write #an excerpt from a story i'll never write #books and libraries #quotes #poetry #writers and readers #music #photography #relationship quotes #art #writing #writeblr #writers on tumblr #love quotes #love #i love you

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threewordusername · 2 days

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i wrap my arms around your chest,

leaning over you, resting my chin

atop your head. i lay a kiss on that

same spot, and watch you diligently.

you scribble away at your desk,

drowning out the room

with the distinct sound of

pencil meeting paper.

subtle rays of light streak

through the window;

motes of dust dance gently.

i long to go back to those days,

waking up to you at first sight.

now,

we don't even know each other.

"the study."

d.b.a

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adastraetretro · 3 days

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[Person A] frowns, sticking out their bottom lip in an over-exaggerated manner. "I hate you."

"No, you don't," [Person B] sing-songs, smirking.

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palladiumfragments · 3 days

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venus on the shore of cyprus

i'm not seventeen anymore and i haven't been seventeen for a long time, but there are days when the memory of what it was like suffuses my whole body and the soft ache fits right in. a purple fever dream, standing doe-eyed on the brink of a long, sweet rot. like venus on the shore of cyprus but in place of a gilded seashell is an obsidian sea. something shifted within me that felt final. a sigh. a glare. a head tilt of a young woman who saw through the spell for the first time. there was a promise i didn't know i was making: that she will live on. ironically, because the abyss gazed back and the notches on my bedpost aren't what you think they are but i've learned to forgive myself for that. and though the moons have rendered it an atlantis, the skin simply never forgets a holy revival when it felt one. one more year stretches between us. it's a beautiful and terrifying thing.

#original writing #poetic prose #spilled ink #writerscreed #poetry #writeblrcafe #musings #excerpt from a book i'll never write

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vodkatales · 2 years

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For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.

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writingthethoughtsaway · 3 months

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“I believed you even when I knew you were lying.”

- S. C. C.

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charmingwinds · 3 months

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I read somewhere that the act of peeling oranges for someone is considered love. I found it stupid.

Then one day, I was home after a tiring day and there were oranges sitting on the counter. I knew they had to be eaten that day, a day later, they’d be rotten.

I was just too tired.

I completed my chores, and the oranges were still there, colourful and nudging, hoping I’d pick them up.

I walked past, and found my bed. My head comfortably rested on the pillows.

Those damn oranges.

I got up, sat on the counter and peeled them grudgingly. As I ate in silence, I understood what they meant. It was love alright, not peeling oranges but being taken care of.

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love-letters-i-never-sent · 11 months

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#heartbreak #i'm sad #i miss u #sadgirl #sad thinking #3 am thoughts #missing you quotes #i miss you #why do i do this to myself #the last of us #it's over #i miss him #ghost of you #moving on #sad thoughts #this hits different #3 am feelings #you broke my heart #excerpt from a book i'll never write

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ninasdrafts · 1 month

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#writing #spilled ink #poetry #prose #quote #words #excerpt from a book i'll never write #writers on tumblr #quotes #creative writing #lit #literature #love quotes

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thesewordsaremymusings · 6 months

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“I want to take my heart off my sleeve, it has grown too heavy.”

-m.n.

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vomitingwords · 1 month

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"I don't want to think about it now," one of my closest friends once told me. "I'll think about what I can do once I'm already in that situation," she even added.

Before we got into this conversation, I was ranting about my life. And why are things not happening the way I want them to? As if the universe is against what I want. These past few months have quite stressed me out, and I don't have anyone to tell these things to. Because, honestly, I never wanted to bother anyone. I am just a typical person who keeps things to herself. Especially if it's too personal for me to share.

Earlier, while I was traveling to work, this conversation struck me once again. And I just remembered that I also said that before to someone I know. I used to think that way. I used to tell other people the same phrase every time they asked me what I would do if I were in a certain situation. And you see, I used to not overthink too much. Yes, I am an overthinker, but not to the point that I am experiencing now. I just thought that my overthinking got the best of me. I'm on the verge of quitting everything that I'm passionate about. In short, I was so close to giving up and stopping everything that makes my heart feel alive. I haven't felt so genuine in a while, as if everything I wrote was nothing but mere words that have no meaning at all. Something I don't really feel like writing about. I stopped having a long conversation with anyone. I stopped listening to what they really had to say. And just think, think, and think until it's time for me to go to sleep.

But then I remembered who I was before. I remembered that girl who doesn't easily give up on things just because she's stressed out. I remembered that girl who loved to lift people up with her words. I remembered someone who would not let anyone stop her from achieving what she wanted. I remembered who I was. I remembered myself saying, "Let's see what I will do if I'm in that situation." Even if I am not sure what I can exactly do when that moment comes, even if I'm not sure if I'm still alive to witness that, I remembered how hopeful I was. And I remembered how much faith I have that things will always work out. And even if they don't, it just means that it wasn't meant for me at all.

I just want to tell you that sometimes you have to remind yourself of the old you—the you who have lived and survived in the past—just to get you where you are right now. And remember that if you don't like where you are right now, you still have a chance to do something that might change where you're going. It might be a tough road to walk on. But the most important thing is that you've done something. You've never abandoned yourself and just given up on what you really want to do.

Hello, I'm just dropping by // ma.c.a

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hipsternerd9 · 1 year

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My nights were filled with thoughts of why wasn’t I good enough for you.

#unrequited love #love #poetry #heartbreak #my words #excerpt from a book i'll never write #emotions #friendzone #heartache #love quotes #expressive #words #peom #unrequited feelings

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threewordusername · 1 day

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what is a dream,

if only to wake up

living the same hell?

an endless loop of

coming and going,

living and dying; for

we all surrender to

our fate, one day.

like a scale,

our existence hangs

in the balance. we

take for granted

the gift of life.

"precarious."

d.b.a

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divyachamaria · 2 years

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I have a special love for those people who despite it all, manage to stay soft. Who keep their heart kind and their soul warm. It takes real strength to keep those qualities when life kicks you down.

— Divya C.

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vodkatales · 2 years

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How can we be allowed to feel so much for people who don't feel anything for us?

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