truceulent
truceulent
s.w / 18 / fkn goddess
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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She’s not broken. She fills the cracking in her mind with gold and for every dying star in her chest two galaxies are born.
She’s not lost. Her body is her home and the stars guide her wherever she dares go.
She is alive she is free and she is more, more, more than you will ever be.
-S.W
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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I want to know what it is like to light my soul on fire. Without getting lost in the flames, without burning myself out.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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won’t anyone try to love me?
s.w (via truceulent)
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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She shoots up on stardust,
Untill she is a galaxy unto herself.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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You give yourself no credit; a being of stardust and wildfire. You give yourself no credit; a being that puts natures beauty to shame.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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You were not worth my heart, but i gave it (gave it, gave it) to you anyway.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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I want to know what it is like to light my soul on fire. Without getting lost in the flames, without burning myself out.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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Don't act like you care. We both know it's an act.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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no wonder we didn't work out
I am a conniption personified
and you have stars in your eyes.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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There’s a reason storms are named after people. You showed me how, i showed myself why.
-s.w
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truceulent · 8 years ago
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She's not broken. She fills the cracking in her mind with gold and for every dying star in her chest two galaxies are born. She's not lost. Her body is her home and the stars guide her wherever she dares go. She is alive she is free and she is more, more, more than you will ever be. -S.W
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truceulent · 9 years ago
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And if the gods do exist, they dont give a goddamn shit. Not about you, me or any of them. They don't care, they don't care
-s.w
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truceulent · 9 years ago
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I'm homesick for people who dont want me.
s.w
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truceulent · 9 years ago
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I think it’s time to call it quits, i can’t keep doing this.
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truceulent · 9 years ago
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She gets drunk on the brink of eternity and lies in wait to become the legend she doesn’t believe she has the ability to become. But destiny is a fickle thing and it does not care that the only violent thing in her past was a rabid dog that wandered across her path one evening.
Her mother will faint at the sight of her daughters soon to be bloodied knuckles but her father will cheer. They both knew they had raised a fighter, her mother just wished she didnt have to hurt herself doing it. She gets high at the edge of the abyss and as she looks into it she falls inside. As she topples, head over heels to make a history of the likes that is unprecedented. A history she had no idea she was capable of making. She’s just a girl. She’s only a girl.
She’s a fucking god.
-s.w
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truceulent · 9 years ago
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And if i had tears to cry, i would be drowning in oceans of my own making.
s.w
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truceulent · 9 years ago
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I built my city on legend with marble and then i burnt to the ground. To show that even the best things die, time is a tide and its effects are absoloute.
s.w
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