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“everything is my fault”
it has become a mantra
that fills me to the core
like marrow fills a bone

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2 notes original writing

there is something refreshing about
blaring music
to the point where you can
feel the bass
beating with your heart
coursing through your veins
bringing your body
back to life
when you’d thought before that
maybe
just maybe
this is the end

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5 notes original writing

The first Good Omens thing I write is Hogwarts AU. Smh. (I still need to work on characterization uh… oh well.)

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2 notes good omens writing

During the spring
When the flowers were blooming
And I was but a child
My mother would
Dress me up and
Take me to a field of blue bonnets

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3 notes original writing

I wish I was all
Gears and levers
Clicking, turning,
Moving together,
Never stopping,
And easily maintained.

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11 notes original writing

I have never seen your tongue
But if I had to guess
I’d say it’s made of gold.

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3 notes original writing

Perservere
For the little things
A bed’s embrace
Freshly baked brownies
Rain in all its splendor
Rainbows and flowers
Sunrises and full moons.

4 notes original writing

fink-rat replied to your post: See, guide dogs have this thing Where they will…

now who did the puppy kill

its from when he killed bq unu

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See, guide dogs have this thing
Where they will disobey an order
If they think it isn’t safe.
It’s called “intellectual disobedience”
And I wish I’d employed it
When you were employing me.

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3 notes humanstuck writing

I’m not ready
To grow up,
To get my license,
To go to college,
To find a job.

I’m not ready
To live alone,
To do my dishes,
To remember
If darks are washed with
Cold water or not.

I’m not ready
To fend for myself,
To pay my taxes,
To remember the little things
Like locking the door
Or checking my pockets
For my keys.

I’m not ready
To grow up,
To be an adult,
To see the world.

I just want
To sleep.

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