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My sisters are mousy brown
My brother is flex seed and gold
But I’ve got a sodden brunette
Almost black as coal
My mothers blood runs hot
Bright and bold
My father is cool tones
In his voice and his soul
I’ve never colored
Without respect for the lines
But I’ve never quite understood
Whatever drew mine
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NO YOU GOTTA LIKE GRIND EM INTO A FINE POWDER TO PUSH OUT
Thank god finally
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Some of them got stuck in there and calcified
Thank god finally
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C’mon babe let’s go make some fossils
Thank god finally
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I Wonder
Oh I wonder
In the sonder of the evening
And the waning heat of mourning
If I left with no warning
I wonder
If the news would break like thunder
And if they’d ever cease to hunger
Or if news would pass by the sunrise
Fade with the morning dew
Oh I wonder what they’d do
Oh I wonder
Oh I wonder if you’d miss me too
Or would the lightning crash be too much for you
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Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait in Letters
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cutest! ducky! ever!!
what a distinguished gentleman 🎩
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I have my fathers’ eyes
But they’re my mothers’ when I cry
I try to say they’re not the same
But they all know that that’s a lie
I’m a sinner
You’re a saint
Thrown and broken dinner plates
This family isn’t for the faint
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my eyes are so heavy and tired, please pull me as close as possible to you and kiss my tears away. please soothe my shaking and hold my hand. please let me fall asleep in the crook of your neck. I love you. please don't let go.
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I had no idea what I was missing all my life, only that it wasn’t there. Turns out it was never what, it was who - and it has always been you.
my eyes are so heavy and tired, please pull me as close as possible to you and kiss my tears away. please soothe my shaking and hold my hand. please let me fall asleep in the crook of your neck. I love you. please don't let go.
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I’m colorblind
Diagnosed at 14
In the middle of art class
I found out there were colors I’d never seen
It never bothered me
Never wanted to see my own eyes
I see the irony
I find it kind of funny
But her eyes have flecks in them
And it keeps me up at night
Knowing that no amount of studying
Will shed enough light
I will never see a sky clearly
Or the ocean and all the seas
But none of that bothers me
Like finding out there’s parts of her I’ll never see
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@let-our-bones-lay-together I love you so damned much, I promise I will spend the rest of my life memorizing as much of you as I can.
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reblog this to give the person you reblogged it from a hug
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I used to build dreams about you.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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“Dying is overrated. Human sentimentality has twisted it into the ultimate act of love. Biggest load of bullshit in the world. Dying for someone isn’t the hard thing. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain…Try living for someone. Through it all-good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That’s the hard thing.”
— Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever
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