What will it be?
The love for you is of the aching kind
Knowing it won’t be returned in the way I’d like
I stare into your green almost all-knowing eyes,
Conversing to soothe the edges of my mind
But can I ever bring this up?
Storing the secret burns, the shimmering coal
Maybe you’d be flattered, to know that you’re loved
Slightly discomfited but you’d smile and squeeze my hand,
Asking when did I know?
Or more likely, you’d be horrified and you’d smile still,
But that smile wouldn't reach the corners of your eyes,
Either way, the months will turn into years,
You’ll find your first grey hair and think I had forgot,
Of the love that had kept me up,
That let salt-water weave its way down,
Still not realising,
The love for you is not of the fading kind.
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All the flowers
in Tartarus are burning,
& hyacinths petal out of the
throat when you speak of grief.
The fields saw midsummer,
midsummer said, burn for me /
/ how you are fruitless until taunted,
trussed, sacrificed, grieved.
This is when you find out midsommar
means to scorch,
when you spit up the grief and
it crawls right back down.
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the managers' plotline: we need a safety pin to solve the mystery of how the opera ghost keeps stealing our money!
christine's plotline:
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~To be as an Ocean, as a River
Changing, adding, losing and leaving marks in one's wake~
oooh ooh So i'm really very very normal about Deity Wally
He is sooo Gentle looking to me..
I just wanted to play with him..
He got a little Buoy as a tiny HAT!!
(I dont think he noticed)
Deity Wally @cloudysunflowr
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lol what i’m fine? *i have destroyed so many things in my life trying to fill a hole in the middle of me*
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Charles Leclerc: “I prefer the sun being just in the shadow and working in it without anybody really noticing.”
📸: Callo Albanese
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i saw the quote
"you can easily return to the past but no one is there”
and I’ve been thinking about it for the last 48 hours
and oh dont I yearn so deeply for the past, for my past, i long to go back to that place, my home, but it doesn’t exist, not now and maybe it never did, sometimes I wonder if I ever saw it for what it was cause when I try to look all I see is white flags but my scars tell me that they were once both the same colour, so I am left homeless in four walls and a roof, my bag by the door.
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kinda poetic how Belos was killed by the boiling rain.
And proceeded to get stomped on by Raine (+ Eda & King).
So, metaphorically, Raine was the one to kill Belos.
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"My heart is at home in your hands, my soul blossoms at your fingertips.. my body is in tune with yours, and I bloom from every kiss. Our souls touch and I flower with a soft grace, you say my name.. no games.. you whisper that you love me and I say the same."
I am at home with you, you are a house with a softly beating heart.. the home that I go to every day to find my happiest life.. I am at home in your arms - eUë
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You were the chase and your feet were
a sudden thunder of hooves as you ran
blind into the forest.
You believed you were a deer caught in
the horror of a hunt.
*
You fear something has gone obscenely
wrong when the two-headed deer turns
to reveal it's macabre.
Not a trophy, a consequence — the killing
of a sacred heart. There across the waning
glade, it's milk-dissolved eyes fix on you,
How you let yourself be trapped and quelled
by the woods and its hidden horror.
*
The wind sighed through the bowed trees
and you believed you were a deer with
two heads, one bone-crushed jaw, swallowing
it's own blood you mistook for red roses,
the only task left for it is to decay.
And you distinctly remember chasing
the deer through the woods, a fervent
act to herd Fear as far from you as possible.
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Nami airing up her BIKINI because it is getting hot underwater 💀
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Fingers that sinfully dance
While my eyes intrance
Swept into a sweet bliss
Longing for more of that kiss
Bodies clashing against the shore
Longing something so much more
Night fades and shadows hide
Give into me and confide
Secrets kept on a butterflies wing
Hushed kisses where no one will sing
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forever searching for ways to fill this gaping hole in the middle of me !
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Thighs so HuGe I can put my phone 📱
On them during an exam without worrying
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