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jokes on u, pride month never ends
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* create a dragon based on your muse !!
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TAGGED. stole it from somewhere TAGGING. i’m not pressed
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types of people: concept playlists
2am - city lights from a high rise, dusty book piles, tired eyes, writing stories, indie concerts, procrastination, denim jackets, classic movies, writing in a diary, impulse shopping, plants on the window ledge
5am - evening drives, dark circles under eyes, neon lights, vivid dreams, broken handwriting, 90s music, leather jackets, tousled hair, late night phone calls, silver necklaces, flannel around their waist
10am - soft blankets, lover of routine, acoustic songs, good grades, bullet journals, pastels and plants, sweet coffee, freshly baked bread, cat washi tape, cozy apartment, long winter coats over turtle neck jumpers, tote bags
1pm - yellow socks, doodles, doc martens, strawberries in the garden, sunflower daydreams, pictures of clouds and best friends, a handful of flowers, peach slices, paint smears on clothes
5pm - gold sunlight, peach ice tea, whispered secrets, swimming in the lake, roses on the wall, french pastries, learning foreign words, soft voices, bike rides and summer picnics, wax stamped envelopes
7pm - dreamy sunsets, evening laughter, cursive handwriting, glossy makeup, soft lighting, photo booths, cherry ice cream, sparkling ocean waves, vintage mirrors, sweet tangerines on a balcony, flowers in a bath
11pm - scented candles, unwanted nostalgia, existential questions, sadness without reason, sitting in the dark and watching the stars, associating songs with past lovers, soft heart, oversized jumpers
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and “ jhes is honestly surprised he's still alive at this point FSLJFSLKFS”
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merry crismus................merry crisis !
he / him , mutuals can rb
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life imitates art , the woods calling out to his very core - AH , how the centre of his being is awakened . a wise game it plays indeed , SOMETHING WRETCHED that claws at heartstrings taut .
O , BUT YOU LOVE IT !
the darkness grown familiar , its hand clasped ‘ round heart as it would pull further . aching bones grow into forest’s embrace , PIECES OF SOUL SCATTERED ! ‘ twixt the trees . they breathe life into him , a TWISTED KIND OF OBSESSION .
DO YOU KNOW THE MYSTERIES , OR HAVE THEY BECOME YOU ?
smile placed ‘ pon visage , SOLEMN THING , as regards would be given . perhaps that is so , but is it not within HUMAN NATURE to be fascinated with such morbid curiosities ? to give oneself away , let it consume the very soul ? it offers a solace for the tortured , FICTIONS SLIPPING INTO REALITY by each day .
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life imitates art , the woods calling out to his very core - AH , how the centre of his being is awakened . a wise game it plays indeed , SOMETHING WRETCHED that claws at heartstrings taut .
O , BUT YOU LOVE IT !
the darkness grown familiar , its hand clasped ‘ round heart as it would pull further . aching bones grow into forest’s embrace , PIECES OF SOUL SCATTERED ! ‘ twixt the trees . they breathe life into him , a TWISTED KIND OF OBSESSION .
DO YOU KNOW THE MYSTERIES , OR HAVE THEY BECOME YOU ?
smile placed ‘ pon visage , SOLEMN THING , as regards would be given . perhaps that is so , but is it not within HUMAN NATURE to be fascinated with such morbid curiosities ? to give oneself away , let it consume the very soul ? it offers a solace for the tortured , FICTIONS SLIPPING INTO REALITY by each day .
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I want to rp with you, but I don’t think you want to rp with me: a book by me
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