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Toweling off and dry rot. Small shiny things, pink things, red things. Fascinators, attention-grabbers, wind catchers, butterfly catchers, dream catchers. Sore feet. Red things again. Working hard under a boss who hates you for no reason, all for the paycheque to disappoint you.
The problem is caring. If I didn’t care I wouldn’t be doing this. The problem is that I was a kid who no one looked at, so when you look at me, I want to do everything to keep you looking. Shiny things again, small things. Tokens. I blow it. Money, men. I blow.
Sharp things. Toenails, razor blades, the sting of waxing one’s pussy. Soft things. Things I can’t get anywhere else. A cornered market. Sore feet again.
Heat like danger. Heat like dead leaves, dead grass. Dead girl. Dead girl loves you. I love you.
I love you. I love you.
I know later on I’ll be embarrassed I ever felt this way for you but I love you.
Sweet things, like your tongue in me. Tender things, like the bottom of your foot or sleeping on your chest. Hard things. Rough, scary, boring, grating, thankless things. Bad things. Red things again. Claspers, pincers, tweezers, pliers. Screwdrivers. Screw drivers.
Back in my childhood bedroom like I never left. How vertiginous it is to change so much and so little.
Plain things, pills and such. Little things, like pokes or like blinks.
I love you.
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Astonishing right ?!.. You wake up one fine day to realise that you are no longer the person you were before and it feels good.
~growth
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“regret is insecurity’s only child. they both feed off the lack of belief you have in yourself. they’re always watching. and waiting for you to fall and crumble. and they watch you wither without ever offering help or guidance.”
kira malibu
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Ben saw the cop coming down the street and ducked into the nearest restaurant, sitting at a table with someone who was by themselves. “Hey. How’s it going? I’ll buy your meal tonight if you let me sit here.”
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“All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost.” Beckett gave the other a nod. “I have no real advice, but that poem speaks volumes.”
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Bekah had been working at home all day and she desperately needed to get out and she could tell the twins were getting antsy. She quickly grabbed them up and put them into their double stroller heading out the door thinking maybe she’d take them for some ice cream. She walked out onto the sidewalk and quickly made her way down towards the ice cream shop. Finally arriving in the shop she suddenly saw Adeliane take her shoe and throw it at someone in front of them. “Shit” she said under her breath. Walking around the stroller she grabbed the shoe off the ground and smiled at the stranger, “I’m so sorry, they’ve been a little antsy today” she said with a small laugh and s shrug. Hoping that the stranger would be forgiving as she leaned down to slip the shoe back on her daughter’s foot.
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Daniel let out a frustrated groan as he looked over the emails in his inbox. He had to find himself a legal secretary to help with his upcoming workload, but so far every application he had received was less than impressive. The coffee shop he sat in was crowded and when someone came by to ask if they could sit at his table, he gave them a polite nod and moved his laptop closer to him. “Please tell me why it is so hard to find a qualified secretary these days?” He asked rhetorically, laying his frustration out to the poor person who had chosen to sit at his table.
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Margot: Okay so how good are you at planning?
#twcopen#HELLO IF ANYONE WANTED PLOTS#WE CAN GO FROM A THIS TEXT THREAD!#drama#friendship#ANYTHING#EVERYTHING
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Mia: What's the most essential thing for a camping trip?
#time for something on her also please poke me if i've missed any replies since my notes aren't showing properly#;text#open#twcopen
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“Seems like there’s a new nightclub openin’ tonight. How exciting,” Noah said unamused as he looked at his phone.
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heavy throat & i am something else,
a comma or edited phrase,
a posture/positioning; limp,
cold tile, and greasy.
it’s different now, it’s sacrament, falsehood.
baby wants a fever dream, to
sway with you in a field, somewhere under the sun.
i want to write for you something close to love,
something kissing potential,
pretty sh/t with rosebuds & perfume.
sweaty hands clasp & unclasp.
why does the moon break my heart --
how come you’re never around for when i’m good again?
we talk about it a lot, probably too much,
and the choreography to get there.
i’m scared you will fall in love with me, and then out again.
i want you to poke into me, pin-thick, and
stay.
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Life is like that sometimes. You don’t get what you deserve, you get what you need. So keep, hustling.
~hustle
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“my anxiety convinces me that i’ll get through the day. it creeps up on me when i don’t have the right things to say. it punches me when i feel like my day is going okay. it follows me into the night and prevents me from sleeping, stealing my dreams from me. it keeps me up waiting. and waiting. until i finally let it win. i always let it win.”
I just want a break.. // kira malibu
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“Sorry, were you talking to me?” Isabella questioned looking at the person walking behind her.
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Beckett was on his regular morning run, enjoying the sunshine and the smell of the park because it had rained the night before. He wasn’t normally this happy go lucky in the morning, so he was taking advantage of it. As he spotted a person looking distressed, he stopped running and pulled his headphones out of his ears. “Hey, is everyone okay?” He asked.
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“Okay - you’re gonna have to slow down and get off my back.” Eliza muttered with a shake of her head as she looked up at the person in front of her. “It’s nothing and I can fix it okay? I’ll sort it out.”
#twcopen#hai ! i'm bobbie#this is my bby eliza and i would love plots for her#// i hope this shows in the tags
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