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the new Yellowjackets episode got me FUCKED UP 😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

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rosé viridescent

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You're shallow and empty and filled with regret

I think that chest must be heavy from that cross on your neck

You only wear 'cause you're wary of what comes next after your death

But there's no way that there's weight in the words that you preach

When you're claiming your faith and you contradict your speech

So I sit here and listen to your tongue and cheek

I know that when you sit and pray, you're only praying for keeps

'Cause you're a ghost at most

A set of empty bones

Searching for anything and everything to make you feel whole when it gets cold

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Her skin was smooth as a paperback book.

Her face was plastered with perfectly golden browned freckles. I counted the freckles on her face like rings of a tree. I'm not sure what the number means. I think it just means I like being close to her. I could find beauty in anything she does.

Her eyes were seraphic, as was the rest of her.

Her eyes were like a rainforest. She had these stunningly long eyelashes. She never did need mascara, but it complemented her well. The way she'd look up with her cosmic eyes.

She was pure as the driven snow.

Her soul is as special as meeting the ocean for the very first time.

Her being is a dream as sweet as turning sixteen.

If only she could see it.

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just saw a cyber truck.. day ruined.

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You are fifteen and you never thought you'd make it this far. Not only is your trauma your family, your family is your trauma. You both are made of the same, but one is a candle that you only see at night, flickering, the scent lingering, but oblivious at times. Next February you turn sixteen, and you pray to God that you'll make it that far but the sky is empty. When you turned sixteen, the sky was still empty, candle smoke wafting up into the air like prayers unresponsive. Tell me which you dread more - the echo or the answer?

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bruh the night is lowkey young

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mistakes like this

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amoeba by clairo hateeees to see me coming

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you were sweet, I got mean

and when we fight, I refuse to eat

you were kind, I was cruel

in another life, maybe I was you

and I grew up, into something good

somebody who could swallow love

I bet you grew up

eating at the table

fed love from silver spoons

reasons to be greatful

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i remain forever changed and forever your kale

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happy new year 🎉🍾🪩

really manifesting this vibe 🙏

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merry christmas, please don’t call

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s o c o

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strains