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little-philosopher · 1 year
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Day 3: Still Bleeding
I woke up with a ring of dark
marks on my bedsheet. I’m surprised
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when the mouth on my side is wet
and pink. I was still bleeding
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over the iron smell of flour frying,
and I was still bleeding before
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and after the guns shot gold thru
the hearts of my ears. Later, still bleeding
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as red bloomed from my hair in water
like a halo. Cloudy skies came and went
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in wet slashes of fire. I peeled the stained
cloth from my hip- day 3: still bleeding.
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little-philosopher · 1 year
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I am so tired of not feeling like enough for years and years and for what? Gonna treat my self as a real person from now on like I get an opinion and I get to be capable and I get to interact with the world with the same value as my peers in everything I do. I know myself at least a little bit and I dont need to compare myself with anyone else and then add them to my definition of what an actual person is. I AM an actual person. Anyways also gonna ignore everyone and focus on myseof bye
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little-philosopher · 1 year
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sorry professor i did not do this asisgnemtn becuase i was too sad! NO consequences please. goodbye
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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saying “hm. must be the curse” every time something bad happens and refusing to elaborate is my new hobby
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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You have been tasked with leading an army of 3 familiars on a quest to retrieve hidden knowledge. Which one are you, and what two friends do you pick and why?
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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Science & the sun <3
MWAH!!! ILY
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Vintage and antique love tokens 
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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This tweet has changed my life btw
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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Gold mourning ring, England, early 19th century.
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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every 300 years god chooses one living creature to be the recipient of divine apotheosis and ascend to the highest planes. it is almost always a beetle. scientists don’t know why
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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inspired by this post
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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guy who lives a full lifetime without ever discovering or otherwise inadvertently using his ability to kill trout with his mind
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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Googled “how to pull out your own tooth” and all the top responses are like “here’s why you shouldn’t pull out your own tooth” and that’s simply not what I asked
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little-philosopher · 2 years
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Conversation with a Native Son: Maya Angelou and James Baldwin
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