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"Standing firm on caked-mud grass, I am

The rock, immobile in the presence of flames

That pursue life sources, tearing down

Crooked pine after crooked pine,

Once an ancient home.

Dreams devoured hiss and shriek as they are lost

Like memories, though a new song bellows from above

A waterfall amid speckled desert, or perhaps

Just as satisfying and just as odd as such,

An escape impossible to man.

The fires churn and blaze, but oh, love,

Nothing unsettles the gaze of your eyes upon

The helpless stone, at wit's end

Within a coquelicot casket, hot on the flank,

No longer a promise of serenity.

All things fall to fire but you, my dear

Tend to stand amongst the ashes, lift your head

And cackle in the face of danger, even when you feel small you

Build me up to mountain-size

From only a voiceless pebble.

Descent lies upon me but when

Smoke lies thick, I have lain still but you

My sweetest, have never displayed the path this clearly

Glazed with candy blossoms

Melted away a lifeless trap.

The distance is too far for anyone to see from

Where the flames have chased me, or where you perch

And we're so far that we can't touch, all we do

Is plummet down together, fight the fog and

Deny a hopeless, effortless death.

For you, in truth, my love

Are not measured by ordinary, but extraordinary means

In nature and in purpose, you

Have blessed the boulder with a wish,

A cog that had forgotten to dream.

No matter what lies before us, this matter

Of committed wish, so beautiful amidst your

Threads which envelope me in radiance

Has ascended me to lightness of a feather

Once a heavy stone.

Human's greatest mystery is what

Becomes of us when we fall for another

Of our breed, of blood, and whether

We should ever sacrifice at all, or

Cower in fear amongst our familiar fires.

For you, I take the plunge."

-Dani, June 2, 2017

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This isn't your fault, not one bit. I promise. I love you guys.

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Dear Anyone Who Hates Cats

My cat literally sleeps next to my face until she thinks I’m asleep and then she’ll move to the end of my bed. If I wake up at night she’ll go back up to me head and stay with me until I fall asleep again. In the morning she’ll follow me when I call her. She’s a precious lil nugget.

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“Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.”

— Albert Camus (via purplebuddhaquotes)

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just lie down on the sidewalk with your tongue against the concrete till th whole world dissolves like an uncoated pill

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just lie down on the sidewalk with your tongue against the concrete till th whole world dissolves like an uncoated pill

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just lie down on the sidewalk with your tongue against the concrete till th whole world dissolves like an uncoated pill

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ferris wheels? gay. iced coffee? gay. baseball tees? gay. boots? gay. waffle houses? gay. halloween oreos? gay. emails? they’re gay now too.

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friend: i never knew u were gay

me: ya it wasnt relevant to your plot didnt want to seem like i was diverse for no reason :/

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Dia: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you’ll be fined.

Chika: Heck.

Dia: You’re on thin fucking ice.

Dia: … Oh no.

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Yall: struggling to open your 3rd eye

Me: activates my 4th testicle

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types of people

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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dog: BARK

me (with the same tone and volume): WHAT

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why tf do I get so emotional at night. who is this night bitch?? she needs to go to sleep.

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who wants to see my cats when they were kittens

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