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You were a summer thunderstorm
In my drought of golden sunshine days
Your rain and light show made me dance
In ways I've never had before
And o' how glorious it was
It wasn't until you left
When I looked up
The fire was burning at my wild flowers
That I understood that you were not the right storm for me
(Although
Your rain did not quench my thirst
But o' how I danced
Swaying and leaping in new ways I never thought possible
Drenched and with my eyes and arms turned towards the sky
I begged for more of the light show and bone-shaking beat
That were distracting me from the fire
Scorching my already parched wild flowers
It wasn't until you left
With me chasing after you
That I finally looked around
And felt the depth of your destruction
And there I sat
Soaked to the bone
In the smouldering field of wild flowers
Trying to water the earth
And bring them back to life
With my tears that were locked
Somewhere deep within me
As my wild flower started to wilt
I looked around again and
I realised that I was utterly alone
So I took my flowers in my arms
But as I touched them
They crumpled and turned brown
Disappearing the more I tried to hold onto them
In desperation
I finally plucked them
Roots and all
From the earth
I could no longer hold them
- Epilogue (Barnes Blvd.)
#wild flowers#summer thunderstorm#poem#lost love#barnes blvd.#epilogue#nostalgia#letting go#goodbye my lover
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Last night, I dreamt of you; You were happy, and I was free
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You know, I’ve always seen you around in Uni, secretly stalk you some time; and think you’re such a wonderful person. I’m unsure about your sexuality, but I think you’re sexy—and your grasp of the language is the kind that I would love to return to, after a long day at work. I wish you best, and keep doing you. (:
Say hi!
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No one wants to be the wrong person; the one you were with before meeting 'The One'
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“All my life, I’ve found it difficult to advocate for myself, to ask for what I want. I fear burdening people so much.”
— Jessica Knoll, Luckiest Girl Alive (via the-book-diaries)
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Look back; Let go.
#sketch#pencil#notebook#black and white#girlwithapearlearring#art#drawing#Vermeer#mood#wondering how you're doing
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Happy anniversary. Do you remember what happened a year ago today? Do you remember how you broke my heart on this day last year? I do. I remember how my world shattered so well that I can’t get the date out of my head, so happy anniversary of my heartbreak. I hope you remember it too.
Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #177 (via divertedfuture)
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In the end We are all looking For that spark That fire That consumes our souls Until all the cracks in our hearts Burn into ashes
#doodle#paper#pen#notebook#sketch#black and white#hearts#illustration#love hurts#love heals#time heals
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Oh honey It’s just a wave And when it comes I just hold on
Until it’s Gone.
- The Great Wave off Kanagawa
#doodle#art#sketch#notebook#pen#black and white#the great wave#John Mayer#therapy#moving on and getting over
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When it rains, it pours but watch how the peacocks dance in the rain and understand why the brightest rainbows only come after the darkest storms.
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And the love that is going to heal your soul won’t come from a boy with pretty eyes and a charming smile. The love that is going to heal your soul will come from your best friends who show up at your door at midnight with a tub of your favorite ice cream. They’ll hold you while you cry and stay up with you until 4am just to make sure you don’t feel alone. They'll take you out for drinks and slowly coax you out of the shadows again and back into the real world. They’ll play cheesy songs on repeat and dance with you in the kitchen until your heart starts to hurt a little less. They’ll tell you you’re beautiful and you won’t believe them but they’ll say it again and again until you do. They’ll remind you that you’re worthy of love and laughter and joy. They’ll take what he broke and piece by piece they’ll put it back together, and one day you’ll wake up and feel whole again.
f.a.w (via fawlliams)
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The unicorns are all underwater.
Page 7, doodle diary.
#doodle#drawing#sketch#notebook#pen#paper#black and white#art#cheap art#seahorse#underwater#seaweed#unicorn#purging you from my mind
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Backyard cityscape
#doodle#drawing#pen#paper#black and white#cityscape#planets#floral#flower#long winding road#sketch#art#cheap art#notebook
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The ever so classy Damian Purrfecto, ladies and gentlemen.
#doodle#drawing#cat#sketch#notebook#slick cat#purrfecto#art#cheap art#quick draw#pen#lines#black and white#handsome heartbreaker kitty
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My doodle of Meowster Damian in the following post!
„Damian Purrfecto is my name.“
Attempt #2. Thanks to this tutorial.
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