@FireEyes
crying about finnick odair
@FireEyes
crying about finnick odair
@thetaostedwriter wrote:I love my mother's dog, BUT WHY IS SHE SO GASY?!
@FarDusk wrote:early morning drives feel like the terrain is still loading in
@inksthewriter wrote:This is all truly suspicious, there must be something we all secretly know within our hearts yet we are not fully aware of it
@oc3an wrote:pinning my interests
@velvetcatsz wrote:the amount of stress i get when someone leaves me on read is crazy
@thehoplessromantic wrote:This might not be good for the heart, but it's good for the soul
@CorruptedData167 wrote:I love sitting in the dark
@Quillfeather wrote:tryna act nonchalant but I drove an hour just to see your face again
@FireEyes wrote:crashing tf out because we have no parmesan in the house and I JUST WANNA MAKE PASTA
@Ranger wrote:so you may be strong and resilient to all that may come
Ranger wrote:Really wanting to pack a backpack full of shelf stable cheese, crackers, summer sausage, and apples and go out on an adventure.
@Phillauthet wrote:Do I want a hamster
Or do I want to BE a hamster
@GengarTheGhost wrote:Deer reflect the headlights they're caught in
@cocteau wrote:ikea food court line wrapping around at 2 pm
@winterwolf0100 wrote:I had a dream last night where I was designing the perfect ice cream cone, adding all the toppings I wanted, and then I woke up just before I ate it.
I inhabit a land once walked by giants.
I am a guitar.
KANOOSH!
@cocteau wrote:life has me googling "tambourines for sale"
@Leya wrote:I think we write because we lose memory eventually. Faces will blur, voices fade, and our deepest joys begin to slowly dissipate. I know I personally try to preserve moments - hoping that if I choose the right words, they might outlive the people, places, and versions of myself that no longer exist. Writing is my way of fighting back.
It cannot stop time, but it can leave footprints where our lives once passed.
@bladassare wrote:yes it's been scientifically proven a kitchen scissors haircut is beneficial for your mental health
@Silvern wrote:Hey all! I don't know who needs to hear this, but don't swallow an entire handful of fennel seeds on an impulse. This may seem obvious, but it somehow wasn't to me at the time. It was like chewing on a dried lavender and deconstructed pine branch hybrid that was utterly indifferent to my existence, and maybe even thought I was the one to blame for its harvesting. The dissonance was almost unbearable, and I couldn't and still can't decide whether I liked it or not. I realize I'm probably making a lot of you very curious to try it, but like... don't. Some flavors are not meant to be known.
@soundofmind wrote:Current state of my legs:
- blisters on the back of both ankles from unbroken shoes
- rope burn behind my knee from a dog almost clothes-lining me with her leash
- thick scab on my foot where a chunk of skin was taken by a rocky pool floor
- one mosquito bite
- bruises of unidentifiable sourcing
@fatherfig wrote:littol bug that jumped in my coffee im sorry you drowned in something so delicious rip
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