notchopotato
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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The master of burns Yours Truly
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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“Trying to train the awkward wing of my ass to fly…”
Sam Sax, “Learning to Twerk Alone in My Room”
Congratulations to Sam Sax on topping 100,000 views on this incredible poem!
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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SUPER JUNIOR-D&E ‘SUNRISE’ MV
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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Sunrise - D&E
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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“I saw my heart in the eyes of my mother. It was too small to save her.”
— Hanif Abdurraqib, from The Crown Ain’t Worth Much
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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From Neil’s Hilborn’s book, OUR NUMBERED DAYS. Check out his latest book, THE FUTURE, now available!
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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OMFG
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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*listens to an acoustic performance*
ohhh so that’s what they’re saying
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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notchopotato · 7 years ago
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notchopotato · 8 years ago
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My whole life I grew up never belonging to any place. I grew up being different from anything I held dear to me. You see, the people I loved the most would reject my self-ness. I was not like anybody. I was a term they could not define. The people I loved the most made me the most lonely. I struggled to be lovable. I would have so much to offer. but it meant nothing, no one could sustain me anyway. My soul would struggle to escape my body at the thought of it.  I got to twenty-one and I still felt like running away. I was bold in my sacrifices for my people in return for their acceptance. I wanted them to stop the ache I felt in my heart. Desperately and foolishly. I felt different all the time. I knew what kind of effect I had on people, but it was not enough for me to stay. I cannot count how many times I almost packed my bags for the love of me. I truly only belonged to my heart. I only wanted to eat my heart out on my own.
#3 from The Essays by Royla Asghar  (via poems-of-madness)
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notchopotato · 8 years ago
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#up
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notchopotato · 8 years ago
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notchopotato · 8 years ago
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Like the moon that showed up at the sky— in the cold morning— of tomorrow, I always wait for your heart, to recognize me, even if it already beats for someone else.
ma.c.a // Sun (via vomitingwords)
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