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‘If time is a vessel, then learning to love

Might be my way back to sea’

Interpol- Public Pervert

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The first time I wrote I love you to her, I was 13. Now I can whisper, I’m in love with you❤️

make her ur bestfriend and ur babygirl

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And I think of her with every yawn and fresh cup of coffee the next morning❤️

lesbian culture is staying up way later than is wise so you can talk to a girl

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Temperance

I still have not lost

Hope in the

Hopes of You.

When you’re done

Not knowing

You know I will be here

Waiting, patiently for you.

You are Fire & I am air.

Together, we set the World Ablaze

That is why I still

Wait.

You are my Twin Flame.

N.G

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Ink

People bleed Red

Poets bleed Black.

N.G

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Psych 101

You’re actions

Will Always

Betray your secrets.

N.G

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360

First I prayed,

For you to stay.

Then I begged,

For you to go away.

Slowly, I agreed,

To let you go.

Today, my only wish,

Is that you find happiness

And you’re okay.

N.G

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It seems that dreams are the work not of mind but of desire, not of the head but of the heart…

Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via philosophyquotes)

I’m gay for Dostoyevsky. 

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Prince Chance the First Of His Name. Breaker Of Sorrow. Lord of my Heart. Never imagined I would find the love of my life in Mexico, but here he is and I love him more than I imagined my heart could love. #nofilterneeded #lesbiansandtheirdogs #godsgift https://www.instagram.com/p/B040sGfBYb8UEZiovwjWLtGrWho2ltn1lCDFRM0/?igshid=fgcf31gz3huo

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The Empress and Death. The rise of the Phoenix after casting aside what was not yours to carry or love in the first place.

death

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”

— Khalil Gibran

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“Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone you’re afraid to love, or somewhere you’re afraid to go. It’s gonna hurt. It’s gonna hurt because it matters.”

— John Green, Will Grayson, Will Grayson    

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Retrograde

Lying wide awake

Under a new moon

Feeling Baby Blue

For you.

N.G

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Bloodlines

My mother was never loved

By her mother.

So naturally she didn’t

Know how to love her

Daughters.

My mother’s father touched her

In placed that are not

Meant for fathers to touch.

Coincidently, my father touched

Me in places

I don’t let anyone touch.

I’ve locked those parts of me

That no one

Is allowed to visit.

My mother tore my father down,

Called him stupid and useless

For not knowing

How to read right, spell right or speak right.

Is it any wonder, I grew up

Knowing I was not good enough

For love,

Unless I was perfect?

My father was a funny, charming man

Who hid his insecurities well.

He searched for parts of

Himself with

Every woman that fell

Under his spell.

I see why, I hate being alone.

Searching to and fro

For the womb I can make

My home.

But they are never enough

I always start so high

And I end up

Trashed, shattered and alone.

I snorted my first line

The winter of 99’

I didn’t care if I lost everything

For the first time

I felt whole

My heart sang instead of bleed.

This is a sad tale about me

The people who beat my heart so deep

And scattered my name into

The winds and sea.

This is the battle cry of victory.

In the end,

I found the key to unlock

My bedroom door.

In the end,

I found every alphabet of my

Name too.

In the end,

I was reborn, and my fate

Is my own.

And in me, I found

Love,

Acceptance

And a home.

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