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viewfromahedgie · 1 year

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This is a ridiculous exchange—and yet I love it. Pen: Leonardo Momento Grande Mosaico. Ink: Maruzen Sepia. #prideandprejudice #iwrotethat #JaneAusten #UtahTheatre #hcto #playwrightlife #fpgeeks #inkygoodness #fountainpen https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck92gfOMcvx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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tifanishamel · 5 years

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I’m allowed to change my mind. I’m allowed to evolve. A lot of people stagnate their growth because they are afraid of a change that may contradict who they used to be or what they used to believe. Not me. Sometimes growth requires conflict.

#iwrotethat #blog post #personal #me #quotes

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phoenix-soul-official · 4 years

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Chestnut brown;

I wonder what it is,

that puts me under you spell.

There you are.

Barely five feet apart from me.

And I can’t just figure out,

what it is.

Is it the way,

I get lost into your eyes?

In the deep chestnut brown nostalgia,

that reminds me of a quiet and warm day of fall?

The wish to take your hand,

and walk through a forest,

with leaves in all colors,

showing us the way?

The way away from stereotypes, suffering and the framework of a corrupted society?

The way we would see the nature,

and just for a bare second forget,

what time we live in?

Or maybe it is in the way you smile?

Just as rare,

as a spotting a shootingstar is;

but so much more beautiful,

and wheter you like to hear it or not,

so much less shallow and dead inside.

The way,

you lift your ears,

whenever you smile;

in a way that makes me giggle.

It might also be,

because of the dimples,

that adorn your face.

Or it might be,

because your smile brings such a warm feeling,

in a room build of nothing but ice.

And not to forget mentioning your soul.

True.

Pure.

Caring and so much stronger,

than you dare to accept the thought.

Yes.

It is a battle-hardened soul,

that gives your body life.

It is the soul of a phoenix.

It is a soul,

that will not die;

but rise from the ashes,

that the blazing inferno of life causes;

rise over and over again.

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currentlyfangirling99 · 5 years

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This is a poem I have dedicated to suicide awareness and the importance of mental health! I really hope you guys like it and receive a good message from it! Happy poem of the week day!

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introroheline · 5 years

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The ash tree.

The many-tongued snake eats its own young. I make peace with her as I learn her language. We are cut from the same cloth. Just as the sky and the ground, where they meet.

There's a line I've crossed. A dark place with many rooms, a house, a tree, an Yggdrasil of thought. I have been selfish, I have struggled and strayed.

An unnamed eagle lives in the ash tree that sings to me whenever I'm lost. A melody only he knows, with strings attached to my soul.

My time here is fleeting but I try hard to put things right. I place feathers on your wounds and sing quietly until the day breaks.

Once we learn to drink from the well that's gone dry, the rain comes.

And so does the light.

#me #iwrotethat #analog photography #anna #pentax #poem #sintra #portugal

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gdotkeaton · 5 years

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Please Support Me lol 🙏🏾

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innateapathy · 5 years

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Nightmares own her dreams

Forcing new terrors

Into her daytime fear

Isn't there a place of peace

Where she can be at ease

She knows the answer

But she's afraid of it

She won't say suicide

All she wants is sleep

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garrickstyles · 5 years

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God I'm Sorry

Forgive me lord

I feel like I've failed you

I'm trying really hard to change

But I keep falling short

Trying to make it out this pool

I'm still swimming in sin

I want to change

But I don't know where to begin

I'm lost and I'm not proud to admit it

Lord please be my compass

Help me get back on track

I tried to do it on my own

And I just ended up walking in circles

Looking for answers everywhere

But I didn't consider you

God I'm sorry ....

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weird-antics · 4 years

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You feel very safe over there don't you?

Wrapped in the soft blanket of your own words.

-blissful ignorance

#spilled words #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #spiraling #alone here #alone with my thoughts #iwrotethat #ignorance #poets on tumblr #weird antics

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viewfromahedgie · 2 years

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It’s been a little while since I let myself get a pen, but when I saw this one-off I couldn’t help myself. This is a Fairview, made by @jasonneilpenworks, in a stunning material called Arctic Abalone. The ink is Diamine Aurora Borealis, and the lines are from #PrideAndPrejudice, because we are all Charlotte Lucas. #hcto #iwrotethat #fpgeeks #inkygoodness #fountainpen #playwrightlife #JaneAusten (at South Salt Lake, Utah) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckjx4E4s-JU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#prideandprejudice #hcto #iwrotethat #fpgeeks #inkygoodness #fountainpen #playwrightlife #janeausten

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thatssopaigey · 4 years

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The truth about recovery

The truth is ,

recovery is hard,really hard,

I know because I’m trying ,

I know that the truth is recovery is a long road ,

and often you travel it alone ,

Recovery It isn’t all about pretty roses and people proving they can change ,

It’s about crawling through brambles ,And then Pulling the thorns from your skin,

It isn’t about an army of people helping you build a cute den,

With fairy lights and colouring books,

It’s about learning to create your own safe space ,

Even in the midst of the hurricane ,

It’s about gritting your teeth ,

And moving forward with a quiet determination ,

It’s about learning to look at the view from where you are ,

Not looking up at the top of the mountain ,

And calculating how far you have left to climb ,

And sometimes recovery is about

Surrounding yourself with good people ,

And good conversations ,

It’s about learning to hold yourself in silence ,

Without feeling the need to fill the void ,

It’s about getting up and deciding to fight ,

Every single day ,

Despite how hard that is ,

You still have to fight even when

The nights feel long ,

And it feels like the sun won’t come up again ,

And you have to continue to make the choice to recover,

When your world feels dark ,

The truth is recovery is hard,

really,really hard ,

But it is worth it

(@thatssopaigey original world)

(Ps. I came second in my college poetry competition with this)

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tifanishamel · 5 years

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Cutting people off. Not censoring myself. Limiting others’ access to me. Letting whoever think whatever. Being ok with being misunderstood. Not explaining shit. Not taking shit. Quieting my soul. Protecting my peace.

#me #lgbtq #iwrotethat #life quote #quotes #personal

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art-officivl · 5 years

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“She made love with the intensity of waves crashing during a tropical storm”

- @gdotkeaton

#nostaliga #quoteoftheday #love #poets on tumblr #poetry #iwrotethat #remember the good #lets fix this one day #im sorry #anime #vapor wave #vaporwave #iphone11 #iphone 11 pro

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sadness-kills-you · 5 years

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Sanity

My sanity blown by the wind,

I don’t think you’d let me leave.

I say let me go but you won’t hear,

your ears are closed to ease your pain.

I can’t with you, you without me.

My sanity blown by the wind.

I’m your reality, you are my curse,

all you do, you make it worse.

Your spirit tied up to my soul,

you make me feel like such a fool.

I talk to me to talk to you,

I’m your reality, my curse is you.

You pull me down, I lose my mind,

I fall into your state of mind.

I turn around right and left,

look around, to feel your chest.

I try to catch you, but I can’t find,

you pull me down, I lose my mind.

Your presence is still stuck to me,

how much more can I take?

I can hear you, but I can’t touch.

I hate it without you all at once.

I go insane and I can’t sleep

your presence is still stuck to me.

My insanity blown by the wind,

I don’t really want you to leave.

They locked me up but I won’t heal,

so I made my arms bleed through my veins,

Hope my death will set me free.

My insanity blown by my wind.

#poem #iwrotethat #insane #sane #insanity #sanity #pain #death #sad #sadness #poetry #love #hate

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introroheline · 5 years

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Ribbons.

The rays of the Sun clutch to my skin like embers. They draw constellations out of my birthmarks.

Each line drawn with a pale ribbon. Severed at the seams. I remember the time I first learned to braid. I had three ribbons. I failed hard.

They put silver rings around my arms and crane feathers in my suitcase. I thought it would be a simple journey, just over the creek.

I tried again.

There was a struggle but I succeeded.

Small birds started to rummage through the cages in my chest. I heard my name being called, it was not a word, but a melody.

The rain falls like a glass wall, it speaks in tongues and the spirits travel through it. That is how you learn to tie your knots.

If you are lucky enough the morning will bring back memories that the patterns had erased.

If not you will learn to smile at strangers in dimly lit cafes and memorise their names.

That will be enough to understand that kindness can be wrapped around a persons heart like a ribbon.

Then you awake.

#ribbons #iwrotethat #analog photography #analogue #analog #sintra #portugal #filmcamera #film photography #slide film #filmisnotdead #35mm film #filmcommunity #35mm

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gdotkeaton · 5 years

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Let Me Go

Something has a hold on me.

I look over my shoulder.

I feel it, although nothings there for me to see.

‘Who’s there?!’ I cry out knowing the answer before the sentence finishes.

Mistakes.

Is it trauma or karma that makes me feel I can’t escape poor decisions.

Calling it karma is me blaming myself for things I didn’t have control of.

I did, but not really.

If I had control I wouldn’t feel this way.

If I had control I wouldn’t have let things get this out of control.

If I had control I would turn back time and stop myself from taking a leap of faith.

Is this why I’m feeling the way I’m feeling now?

Waking from nightmares about one wrong leap afraid of where I will land next, or maybe I won’t land at all and I will just keep falling and falling anticipating an impact that will never come.

Will a nightmare wake me whenever I want to take another leap of faith?

Something has me and I feel it grabbing tighter.

If I had control I wouldn’t feel a thing.

If I had control I wouldn’t let those thoughts into my day dreams or nightmares.

If I had control I wouldn’t let anxiety sit on my chest like a wave of water, crushing me like right before I breach the surface for air.

I’m pushed back down again further than before.

The darkness has me.

I close my eyes again making peace with what I assume is my fate.

I think of all the people that love and support me right now.

The people who will dismiss my feelings and say it’s all in my head.

‘Just breathe’ they’ll say encouraging me it’s oxygen surrounding me not suffocating water.

I stare in my mind wondering if I should believe them or not.

Then I look over their shoulder.

Is that... no. nothings there.

I have to protect them.

Distance maybe? But from what?

If not karma, and I’m still on the fence of trauma but, paranoia is present.

A gift plaguing me that I don’t want.

In my case, a basket I can only describe with a haiku.

Never letting go.

Rigor mortis from the past.

Un-grip my future.

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