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Grammy Award Winning
Every. Waking. moment.
Isnt it trepidation trying to truly seek who we really are.
Are we really ever able to confirm the depth of another human being?
It is confirmed as a burning desire, and is paired with a combustion of ideas that were “Grammy Award Winning”
or so to speak.
I figure it’s best to leave old things dead,
because it is preferable if conditions permit it to be
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vine tarot
by ‘holly sweet’ on redbubble
five feet apart cus theyre not gay
oh my god they were roommates
i wont hesitate, bitch
THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELLS YOU
its wednesday my dudes
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a potato flew around my room
i have the power of god AND anime on my side
MY POOP IS COMING
~got a red dress on tonight, dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight~
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Flowers in Profusion - Tasha Tudor’s Garden in June
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#blogger#beautiful photos#made by moi#photography#art#for fun unless yall want a comission 👀#pretty eyes
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#blogger#beautiful photos#art#made by moi#for fun unless yall want a comission 👀#pretty eyes#drawing
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Happy October 1st! Did a spooky photo shoot with my friend Gaby! Add her on insta! @gaby_amoris
All photos taken and edited by me 🎃
#blogger#beautiful photos#photography#for fun unless yall want a comission 👀#photoshoot#october#october 1st#spooky#halloween#fall vibes
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Inner Battle
By me. Gabreil Attison
Remote and reclusive. There is nothing more he can amount to.
Introspective, maybe it’s called self awareness. Any way, I want it dead.
He is quaking and reaching. He has plundered through the atmosphere now. It’s is not wise to ignore the dun of the impostor.
I deplore him. This idea of me is only a charade. I am neither what I am nor what you perceive. A foolish thought, to think you know me
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Please vote for my poem if y’all like it :))
https://woobox.com/yvqv2j/gallery/q7N8RQpemeI
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