I went for a walk and picked some wild flowers. In the first photograph there is a cute little bee chilling on the flower. This scared me very much, for I do not know whether or not I am allergic. I’m basically Schrödinger’s cat. In the third photograph there is a white blur in the background. That is my floofer, he is the only thing I love on this planet.
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We read books and highlight the lines that speak to us, we listen to music and tattoo the lyrics that touch us, we turn to poetry and learn the lines that become us; we’re all hopelessly inept people, struggling in vain to coherently express ourselves. We know what we want to say but we don’t know how.
reasons why i write /// ehnigma (via thesocietyofpoets)
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What I eat for dinner when my mother is home:
Beef stroganoff
Chicken pot pie
Healthy meals
What I eat for dinner when my mother isn’t home: literally a tortilla and a package of baby carrots
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I tried to draw a cool picture of a spine from the back view but my friends that is very difficult. It was really bad so I disguised it with flowers. Also I spelt scoliosis wrong, but it's alright for it was 2 am.
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Me: I think I may go to bed at midnight, catch some z’s
Me at 4am: do dogs have a concept of time? When I tell them good morning are they aware that it is the morning hours!? Do they think me insane!!??!
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all i do is listen to music really loudly while i walk in circles and daydream :/
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Maybe the universe just doesn't care about us
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