scatteredsteps
scatteredsteps
My moods are swinging for you
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scatteredsteps · 9 months ago
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Not exactly well? She's not necessarily a lightweight, but her downfall is she'll mix drinks rather than stick to what she's currently drinking.
Can your WoL handle alcoholic drinks?
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scatteredsteps · 9 months ago
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'fingertips' by lana del rey
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scatteredsteps · 9 months ago
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scatteredsteps · 9 months ago
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Baltic Coast by Konrad
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scatteredsteps · 9 months ago
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You like a pretty boy, with a pretty voice —
i am back on my rabbit loving bullsHIT, and your honor i love them said pretty boi, zaniah, belongs to my wiiiiiife @sexysensualroomba
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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May 29, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927  [volume 3]
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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— Tristan Tzara, from Selected Verses; “Approximate Man.”
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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— Nicole Krauss, from “The History of Love.”
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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Take me to the place where there is no weather; I want to be still hehe a bnnuy whomst i love
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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Linda Pastan, from The Five Stages of Grief: Poems; "The Five Stages of Grief"
[Text ID: “Anger seemed more familiar.”]
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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Jessie Arms Botke " Black Swans and Hibiscus"
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scatteredsteps · 2 years ago
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I was in my house, alone in the living room, anxious about you, watching the flashes of lightning. And a flash of lightning lit up this truth for me, right in front of my eye. That night I lost you, I lost something inside me. Or perhaps several things. Something central to my existence, the very support for who I am as a person.
Haruki Murakami (via quotefeeling)
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scatteredsteps · 3 years ago
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Ellen Bass, from “The End”, The Human Line
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scatteredsteps · 3 years ago
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Colour in my moods/no blues/your violet’s on horizon
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scatteredsteps · 3 years ago
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—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva
[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]
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scatteredsteps · 3 years ago
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play date // melanie martinez
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