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As soon as her eyes filled with tears I felt sick to my stomach. I hated seeing her so upset, I hated seeing her cry. “Hey, hey,” I said softly, pulling her close to me. “Everything’s gonna be okay.” ... 0 likes
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If heaven were real it would be in your fingertips, because that is the only explanation By bays-words http://bays-words.tumblr.com/post/164024418820/if-heaven-were-real-it-would-be-in-your 0 likes
a walk in the forest (per request)
into the thick of it, leaves taking leaps of faith from trees and landing on the dirt and grass. trees indented like fingerprints distinguishing the differences between one another. grass like hai... 0 likes
Have I Yet Said....
Have I yet said how much I love you?How much I want to be with you?The twinkling stars that light my eyesDivulge it through and through!Have I yet said how much I need you? How much I crave your compa... 0 likes
i'm not a crybaby; in the crybaby
the mountain is half-glacier, all trenches raked down the sides of the ice. and it’s raining. or it could be some mad fog, hazy condensation tripping over my eyelashes. i asked for rain, i know, but i... 0 likes
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Lilting edge of mania bubbling against the tilt of grate and fate alike. It shouldn’t tickle excitement to the tips of her fingers, shouldn’t round the corners and chase the last of her sanity down to... 0 likes
Draft Update #2
A hand grabbed Ingrid’s shoulder from behind her, and her hand immediately balled into By blackfeatherantics https://blackfeatherantics.tumblr.com/post/164028405129/draft-update-2 0 likes
glass
tap, tap, tapit only takes so much for it to shatterbang, bang, bangbe gentle with me. i’ve been feeling like the cracks are growing,like stepping onto thin iceand watching the spider legs grow and mu... 0 likes
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In that dream, when my senses slowly return, I know that I’ve been lying on the riverbed for days- Not too long, as all the natural beings under are still wary of my existence. They remain aloof, poli... 0 likes
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I need time and I need space,I wish to be alone.No room is big enough,No silence is quiet enough.I seek space,Yet the world cannot hold the amount of thoughts in my head. I ponder over time,But still ... 0 likes
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