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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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jokes on u, pride month never ends
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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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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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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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obsession by animotion
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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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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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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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and  “ jhes is honestly surprised he's still alive at this point FSLJFSLKFS”
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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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merry crismus................merry crisis !
he / him , mutuals can rb
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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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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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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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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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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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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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fordmisc · 6 years ago
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hmmm.......!!
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