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It's coming to 2023 and I think to myself. Ever since I broke the toxic barrier with my ex-friend I have been wanting this year to come to an absolute close now. I knew it would be the last year I'd have with her. And next year will be so much better without her and the years to come. 😏

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My new movement is Minimalism

Since maximalism became too much to bear along with the insane loudness of colors. I actually prefer the toned down side of boho vibes I'd rather be a free spirit. In many ways minimalism saved my life and freed my spirit.

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The Banshee of the Night

What banshee wails throughout the endless night? Giving me utter fright; has time drawn near to another death somewhere out in this world? I grow afraid envisioning death before it happens. 'Tis not my own death but the dying of one another. The dying of a poor soul ready to go.

~ M.A.

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Calling the useless humans out on their bs is considered to them as treating them bad apparently. My Christmas was eh somewhat good. What's a Christmas without a bit of family drama. Why I don't like spending time with family half the time.

~M.A.

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Selfie

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Special announcement!

There are to be no sex blogs following me at all I have a boyfriend, I am straight and will not tolerate porn shit in my feed. It's very disrespectful to my personal relationship very inappropriate and uncalled for. Please again no porn blogs are to follow or they get blocked thank you. And Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New year.

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Whenever I feel I am dying inside I think of your face and only that. You are what keeps me going my sweet love. When we meet hold me tight and never let me go. Even if on the last day of our time together is on my birthday, it will be so hard but think of it this way, you have a home in my lasting heart. Always. I love you my sweet darling.😢

M.A.©

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Special announcement!

Dear bohemians, artists, poets, and friends,

It is clear that Christmas is gonna be a bit hard for me as we just might be getting a foot of snow this Christmas Season not to mention there is some bad weather among us. Christmas might just be hard for all of us but keep the Christmas spirit alive my friends. Have some hot coca and everything will be alright as a friend once said to me.

Sincerely,

M.A.

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Dead at Heart

My immortal soul and heart may be going but as my life is quiet and at a really weird vibe of a standstill.

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I am a spiritual being with a body. Magical, mystical, and kind but crazy at the same time.

M.A.©

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Spirit

Everything looks like I'm at a standstill life for me seems over but my spirit still inhabits my body my soul stays put. But why does it feel like I am not here? I seem to be a spirit wandering around my home -haunting it. As it feels as such, I still exist. Even if I once felt like I didn't as a child. But, looking back people had some jealousy about me as if I was famous and I was bullied! Inside I was screaming. But I know who I am inside and out and the bullying came to a large halt after 26 years of that and some abuse and trauma on top of that. My spirit is me. I am truly dead.

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Dead Inside:

Feeling my life means nothing anymore.

What point is there to live a life with no job?

Why would anyone wish to be with a penniless gypsy girl like me?

Here's what I realize and I know there is gratitude around here somewhere.

Let me look in my pocket full of stars.

Here you are my gratitude rock!

Even if I feel dead inside I am feeling lucky, rich at heart, and I'm a humble gypsy woman.

A Bohemian woman, free spirited, strong, and a gypsy mind, body and soul.

I know where gratitude lies even if I am dead inside at times.

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Story of my penniless gypsy life as I know it:

I'm avoiding the world today since I got out this morning to pick up my grocery order.

I remember having enough for eating out but it only goes to Christmas shopping in which doing so I do not know when. Hopefully I can get to dollar tree so I can get christmas gifts mostly for eight people my three family members my four roommates and my beloved soulmate. Question is when and how will I get out.

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This depression feels cold and dark. I rise and can't even move. I just feel...numb. As the depression is weighing my body down I feel as if I'm drowning in cold deep waters. I can't seem to get out of this dark hole I'm in and I cannot tell those I don't trust or even think to express to those who don't care. I'm waisting my life here in this dark place I am in.

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Mental Break Down

It's harder sometimes in this sad world of hurt and pain. As the moon waines the pain starts to go away. As I set the intention to the moon please mother moon let it all go away soon.

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Introverted HSP

Why is it I get so caught up in people having their emotions and mood swings? And never realize they are hurting someone else talking about it. And below all why small talk their way to you then ignore you all over again. I can't stand other peoples small talk. It's mindless chatter and mindless talk. Imagine the audacity of people constantly being MIA just for mood swings and heavy emotions then you absorb it like a damn sponge. Then doing the dreaded small talk daily then ignoring you again? Would you want to take space from that person and avoid them all together? People like me need meaningful conversation and depth. The noise of extroverts just are so loud you can't get a word in.

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Not mine but will reblog for you anyway because it's an exquisite poem of the way mother earth sings.

"Where the trees grow, that's where you will find my heart of hearts.. awash with roots, growing in the luscious soil. My heartbeat pumping sugar maple sap, so sweet the way it runs through my veins.. I am filled to my soul with nature, roses grow in my mind.. strawberries plump with juice behind my eyes. You will find me in the meadows being devoured limb from limb by the deer that lurk there, softly.. oh so softly just being in the silence of the rustling wind. Crickets chirp, birds sing, owls hooting.. I am filled with dreams, a silent moonlit night wrapped in a blanket of stars. She is with me, you know? Mother Nature naked as my soul as the dawn begins to glow. Pinks, reds.. so vibrant, awakening the day. With moss and leaves to warm my feet, squirrels to keep me company.. living in a sídh, a mushroom hut. Collecting what I need.. living with life on my heels, life in my eyes, life all around as the birds flock southerly in the sky. Rain comes, clouds go.. the wind sings to me as the days go by, me.. living under the sky."

Just a dream - eUë