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my toxic trait as a european is believing i can walk anywhere
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Mary Oliver
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why don’t you read a poem about the sunrise written 5 centuries ago and contemplate the fact that we have been writing about the same sun for centuries upon centuries and then maybe you’ll calm down
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Be picky about vibes. Be picky about the energy you surround yourself with. You owe yourself that much
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I have a memory of us owning a goldfinch when I was a little. I remember that one time we tried to set it free, we opened the cage door and waited for it to leave. But it never did. At the time I mistook it for love or comfort. I thought that being taken care of was enough, that being fed and kept safe was enough. The older I got, the more I found myself relating to them.
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just thinking about how we literally are just combined puzzle pieces of the people we love, we don't forget them, we don't lose them, they always coexist in us. The more people we know, the more people we love, the more pieces we have. In the end of the day, it's not about replacing the experiences, traits and knowledge you picked up along the way, it's about those things coexisting in you and being passed on to the next person you'll love and be loved by.
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My diary app actually, it helps me understand myself and emotions
do y'all secretly vent in notes app or are you normal?
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booty shorts that say "for ritual purposes" on them
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everything is totally okay i just need to get hit by a car
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He looked at me like a mother- naked and covered in his own blood, screaming-
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What's your sexuality
stupid
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Things didn't work out between us and as relationships of people who loved too much too soon often do, we fell apart, you let me go and I left, as I way too often do, in search of a love I'll understand,in search of a love that will heal and not break the souls of the beloved. I want to sway in the wind, alone, feeling loved by someone, just because I am, loving someone back just because I can. I don't want it to be hard, i don't want to feel people forgetting me again. I don't want the complications of a non existent trust, I just want to be me in all my multitudes and I want them to be themselves in all their grace and glory.
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woke up again, not worth it never doing that shit again 0/10 would not recommend
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