She called.
There are no heros
There are no villains
Just people
The ones that hold you up
& The ones that keep up at night
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If I could turn back time, I'd just dance with you.
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Person A: "How can you not know that you're dating a fucking deity?!"
Person B: "...I mean, to be fair, before the accident they never really acted like a deity around me. Our life together had been mostly domestic and sappy up until that point."
Person A: "And now?"
Person B: "...Honestly, it's still pretty domestic and sappy, they just don't bother hiding their inhuman nature around me anymore."
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The Window In The Bathroom
Sitting nude next to an open windowon the 7th floor
& I have a joint in my fingers
I don’t normally drink gin
but it was purple
& I do love the color
I don’t know if I prefer to sway over the hot bath
or the cold street
I don’t know if I want someone to look up
or if I wish to fall down
All I’m sure of
is that I shouldn’t be smoking this joint in the apartment.
–A
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Biker!Ghost : *exists*
Y/N : Excuse me, excuse me.
Y/N : Can I go for a ride? 🥺
Biker!Ghost, deep chuckles : Anytime, baby.
Y/N : I don’t mean the bike ☺️
Biker!Ghost : 👁👁
Biker!Ghost : 😏
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— Maya C. Popa, from "Duress," Wound Is the Origin of Wonder
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aure vives, ‘wildflower crush’
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