fatherfig

i saw myself yesterday and i was scared i didnt recognize him his joy his eyes his chest his hips his waist his freedom i tried to crawl back into ...

growing into myself like a snail (when i know very well i eat them) im starting to think im too twisted to fly but i know thats the song birds ...

4/6/2024 motivation is like pine needles its evergreen (until its not) burnt orange crumbling into pencil shaving peices that dissipate into dust my favorite book had a person who became ...

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hes just a little green guy like me

his reflection is also in my mirror bringing tears as his hands gently ghost my arms he holds me up when i cant stand with a far away touch his ...

thank you so much @ailahevelynmae ! I'm just as eager to see your poems! I mean just look at your wonderful thread :D twisting fingers into trimmed hair i cut ...

cant wait to see what you do :3

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turned over stones (pink quarts & self love) - - - - - trail of raven feathers (i leave in my wake) - - - - - - - - ...

sometimes all we have is dust and feathers and its easier to etch ribs into the dirt with our nails than to plant seeds we cannot be sure will prosper; ...

center] Application for Residence in YWS-Ville [/center] Username: fatherfig Wanted Address: 71 Second Choice Address: 101 Which of the spoilered sections/cliques do you spend the most time in? (choos

hum i read your story and i wouldnt think so. i think maybe just a tad hard on yourself- it reads like a short film and has a very dark-European ...

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