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i dont kneel but god still belongs to me
or whatever is the mystery that got me here
am i free? is something holding me? or am i holding it?
i get these feelings
when my blood runs out of thc
and im left with myself
just me being me
up all night i guess i have that cry1 gene
i think its how i am wired
whenever i feel intense
happiness in my life
tomorrow i cant stop crying
i read
actually
i watched in a video
anger can be a fertilizer from which something a lot less bitter and a lot more alive can emerge
well my soil has been weird and
anger and angel are one letter away
and soil and soul are
so i keep getting confused
the sunset was beautiful today but i never got to see it
i go on walks a little too late and i try to walk off whatever i wont say to everyone i love and i dig and i shovel and i really try
but what doesnt kill you texts you six months after and you still wanna die so
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i have no pathways to ensure there are no storms
i have a wish and a rose and a palm filled with thornes
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eBay listing for "Pegasus Horse Ceramic Handmade Figurine Animals Miniature Decor Gifts Souvenir 2", https://www.ebay.com/itm/232598906383
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Wanda Koop - Rose Tide, 2024 - Acrylic on canvas
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i have a Big Upset and now i have to carry on and live my day not fair
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so thankful that i always have this private nook of the internet where i can write whatever i want and they will not know about it. they can not own it from here
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speaking my full truth would feel so satisfying but at what cost
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hate when a bitch makes me gravitate towards robyn honey the album
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