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have i done all this before? every bit of bitter resolve becoming amber ash, am i more same than i am different? it is hard to form a parity between ...

am i beautiful to you? i know that being human means i should ////////// be okay with ////////////// not being ////////////////// pretty but ///////////// know that ///////////////// i will never ...

rewritten from death is life, is death , which can be found here . rot is inevitable for the dimmed oak forest, leaves brown to black. eaten away, slowly. and ...

he says not to worry and then reads me a passage of romeo and juliet. i can't help but fall for him harder and harder, listening to him say "wherefore" ...

the first rule of present tense conjugation is that the singular first person ends in the letter o. except, when it doesnt. voy. going is irregular, and i wonder if ...

i am afraid that one day my life will be ruined, there's so much in a name. juliet feigns that were rose not rose called, the flower would still be ...

i. i still love you, after everything. my mother says that spite is unhealthy and i'm too cynical, but maybe pessimism is just another way to bear the weight of ...

you write letters in dark red ink, blood pacts adressed to  your "love". calling me all these stupid insignificant names and still, every time i fall for it, so enchanted ...

i lpve your art style so much. ALSO the bubblw things?? i'm so intruiged!!

november, religion, change thanksgiving is almost an ode to winter; its cranberries ever so reminiscent of mistletoe and hollyberries. warm food with a forewarning of christmas ham or warm challah. ...

october, pasts, presents i am persistently reminded about the finalities of life. it is not something i invite willingly; as if i had the option to, at least. but there ...

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interlocked fingers; praying to whatever waits for us that it shall do just that: wait. because patience is a virtue so maybe deities and divines also adhere to those; something ...

thanksgiving is almost an ode to winter; its cranberries ever so reminiscent of mistletoe and hollyberries. warm food with a forewarning of christmas ham or warm challah. i've never been ...