within-orbit
within-orbit
Where are we?
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Just a little thingI don't post about myself btwExept for when i doRun by @saturnz-skiez
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within-orbit · 3 months ago
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im so tired
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within-orbit · 7 months ago
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I’m running out of nice ways to say it. It’s all my fault. It’s all my fault and I can’t take any of it back.
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within-orbit · 8 months ago
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i don’t know you but i think i’m meant to love you
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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i am not familiar stop pretending you know what i am
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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Death is so cruel. She took my hands in the form of something beautiful. I watched her expression harden as blood streamed down my face. She discarded me like a dog shakes out its wet coat. One of many droplets. I still love her all the same. All the same.
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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this skin is not mine. It’s not anyone’s. It is just skin. Skin i cannot shed.
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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I take you down to my favorite spot. I know we are going to die.
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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There’s a different person in every mirror I see
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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Kill me in hatred and I will accept it out of love
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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Pull me apart at the seams. Stand over my body with blood dripping from your jaws. Throw away my belongings and keep me somewhere safe beneath your skin. Don’t think of me when I’m gone. Don’t even realize you’ve kept me. I can’t stand to be seen.
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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sometimes I wonder how it must feel to be a dog in a house full of humans. Inferior in spirit despite superior physical strength. Alienated by the people you love. I could hurt you, but it won’t make me like you. I will never be you. My body holds me back.
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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there are arrows in my throat and rocks inside my stomach. Gut me open. Let me out.
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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The goal of a living thing is not to live, but to be looked at
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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can u tear me to pieces and put me back together with a little bit of you left behind
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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I am dancing with an angel of death. Our fingers interlock. Euphoria.
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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take my hand and lead me somewhere with your many wings
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within-orbit · 9 months ago
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all of me is my skin. I am broken the instant I make a mistake.
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