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There are three friends burried in the snow. The permafrost keeps them from decomposing. If i wanted i could dig them up and hug them one last time. My arms are tired though.

#foggy days #poetry #is this poetry?

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Hands you teenager Michael saying a swear word

Cool, though I think Micheal might be a little too big for me to hold as a teenager

#my posts #ask

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Hands you a child

Aww. Im probably not the best to take care of them gonna be honest, but I'll definitely try- whats they're name?

#my posts #ask

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OH MY GOD HOW ITS BEEN SO SO LONG SINCE IVE DRAWN MY THREE FAVORITE BOYS??? i miss benchtrio so much. oh my god they would go on sleepovers and hangout and and. collect rocks and look at frogs like a bunch of dumb kids. healing au benchtrio.. they are all happy and sillay 🫶🫶🫶

#i miss those days. #foggy days

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I asked my friends what they thought of when they saw purple. Some said flowers, some said childhood, some said happiness. All said that to them, purple represented new beginnings. (The start of a friendship, the start of a marriage, the start of a life)

For me, all purple means is a life cut far too short. It means friends that should’ve been lifelong. It means forever unfinished to-do lists. (I’ll never teach them to ice skate next time the river freezes)

Maybe someday the grief will start to fade. Maybe someday I’ll look at the color purple and be able to see anything but heartbreak. See anything but lost dreams. See anything but a child crying for a father who will never come home. (He’s gone as well now- I hope he’s at least warmer wherever he is)

For now though, purple is loss. Purple is hand dug graves with only one visitor. Purple is grief, for them and for all they represented. Purple is endings. (Purple is a dead husband and a dead best friend. Purple is everything and purple is nothing. Purple is them and purple is me)

#I call this one Purple (very creative I know) #my posts #foggy days #poemblr #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing #grief poetry #poetry #poets on tumblr #tubbo fictive #tubbo introject #dsmp introject #dsmp fictive

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Hands you micheal saying a swear word

No! Who taught him swear words :(

Maybe when he’s older he can say them, but not right now.

#my posts #plurality #sysblr #tubbo fictive #tubbo introject

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@tubbo3091 // richard siken

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C!Tubbo fanart inspired by this post

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snowchester

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Winter Tubbo for the soul

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haunted by the past (and a ghost)

|| bright and early by sleeping at last || unknown || unknown || @/beetol_ || bright and early by sleeping at last || @/aisiahhh || waste-land wanderings by charles c. abbott (1887) || p.d vulpe || the opposite of a haunting is something very lonely by katie maria || @/TeyOliveoil ||

#foggy days

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I miss the snow

#foggy days #my posts

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c!Ranboo Letter to c!Tubbo

Keep reading

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snowchester after you.

the grove by aron wiesenfeld / unknown / concorde by black country, new road / days of heaven (1978) / racehorse: get married! by jordaan mason / abandoned places, west iceland by jan erik waider / wild dogs: divorce! by jordaan mason / requeim for a dream (2000) / unknown / this years by the mountain goats

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154 - maybe tomorrow i'll want to settle down

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snowchester

requests open

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snowchester's welcome committee is crazy

click for quality / reblog please peace and love <3

without filters ^_^

the text is a poem i wrote giggling. big fan of nuclear winter snowchester and c!tubbo with glowy reflective eyes :]

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