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help. im a teen trying to escape reality.

@donutofdoom-blog / donutofdoom-blog.tumblr.com

lets just say im a struggling teen who came here to be a noob on tumblr
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bigdumbcutefaces

a mother cow looking after her young calf

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mcsnappyy

That’s not a cow you idiot it’s a dog

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donutofdoom-blog

Stupid people. Thats not a cow or a dog. Thats the Hippocampus species Hippocampus Dalmatia . often mistaken for cows, dogs, and memes these creatures live among us , disguised. It is often said that they will take over the world onw day with their ability to become part of the surroundings easily.

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Being a girl in this world is honestly so strange like do u know how much we miss out on because we are scared? How much of the night We don’t get to see because walking around alone is too dangerous? Do u notice the way girls walk at night, and does your heart hurt when U see them quicken their pace and lower their gaze when men walk past? Mine does

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Actually its not just girls. Since i live in a developing country things are wild and stuff. I know im a guy but theres still the possibility that those street kids might gang up on you, or that creepy man might pull out a knife, or that drunk person might attack you. Its almost everyone. Im paranoid but thats the reason why i carry a knife around , and some matches and i always clench my fists when i pass a strabger at night. If only there wasnt so much crime on the planet........ *sigh*

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I am of marble, ebony and cold– My heart is a rock, and my mind feels old. I’ve seen too much of this world today, Nothing roots me here, or makes me want to stay. I am of disease, deadly and true– My tears are acid, the Black Death’s shrew. I’ve polluted the souls of all who love, Turned twitting songbirds into mourning doves. I am of flame, selfish and made– My want is consuming, my need, sad. I’ve burned bridges down, just for the kill. And I feel nothing, not even a thrill. I am of the sea, stormy and unknown– No one seems to see that I am all alone. I’ve scared all away with little a care, I’m too much to fathom, too much effort to spare. I am of parchment, thin and afraid– My spine is broken, and the pages are frayed. I’ve written this story for all to read, Spun a web of lies, and hope they believe. It’s more a warning, than a tale to tell. Fine print in all languages, to protect myself. Believe the Marble, Disease, Flame, and Sea. Forget the Parchment, Don’t seek the real me.

Leilah Ali, I Am Of (via wnq-writers)

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I see things a normal person shouldn’t see. I see the way you shrug your shoulders when you laugh, and you hunch them so I can whisper in your ear. I see your insecurity, the way you bend your knees to diminish your height. You scrunch your toes when you’re focused, and wiggle them when you’re relaxed. I see that you care about me, in your hugs and high-fives, and smiles. But not the way that I care about you.

whenweremarried (via wnq-writers)

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The Ugly Differences The ugly difference was, She meant something to me. But I was her everything. The ugly difference was, She could make me happy. But I could make her sad. The ugly difference was, She held some space in my heart. But I filled hers to the brim. The ugly difference was, She was the sparkle in my night. But I was her night sky. The ugly difference was, She was the spark to my fire. But I was her fuel.

Sahej Sahni (via wnq-writers)

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In my eyes she was worthy of being loved, in hers she wasn’t. A beautiful disaster that was hard to love. At first sight I thought she was kept by an unending worry but then it slipt in my mind she was the peace herself, too quiet and peaceful tough. Like she was waiting for the final countdown, ready and prepared, in no despair. She turns away, just for a moment. But it was enough to know I was at the wrong place, she rather wanted to be alone because she had found comfort in her loneliness, an ability i always craved for but not bigger than i craved to fill her heart with my name.

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I am strong as a tree trunk. You can shake me, break me; but I will stand my ground. You can cut my branches, but you can’t knock me down. I am made of the same atoms that lived in the big bang; Stars that exploded into supernovas Reside in my bloodstream, incandescent as a sunbeam. I have space dust in my veins, and stars in my skin. The freckles in my complexion shining within, Are waiting to burst and break free, To help me shine like the dazzling star that I’m meant to be. I am like a flower, blossoming into beauty, Sprouted from a seed. I am continually growing, constantly changing; But my core roots, I will always heed. I am a radiant rainbow; Iridescent and illuminating; Filled with rays of chromatic color, Like those that give sunsets their allure. I am Starstuff. And I am Enough.

astral-aboriginal, An Ode to Myself, or My YOUniverse (via wnq-writers)

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There is peace in the river, in its stillness. Like us, there are raging waves and treacherous cascades. But no matter the strength of the current, there is always calmness. On the edge of the bank, under the overhangs of mud, it can always be found.

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You will always be the most vibrant, warm thing that ever happened to him. And it is his fault, not yours that he never realised it. Do not let his callousness dull your spark and turn you cold.

For The Lovely, Sad Girl on the Bus Who Told Me Her Story | Nikita Gill (via untamedunwanted)

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IF U EVER FEEL SAD REMEMBER THERE IS A FLOWER CALLED HANGING NAKED MEN AND IT LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE PURPLE MEN WITH THEIR DICKS OUT

ISNT NATURE WONDERFUL

can i just say DO NOT go on google images and search ‘HANGING NAKED MEN’ because you will probably be traumatized for life.

these are actually called ‘ORCHIS ITALICA’ or ‘THE NAKED MAN ORCHID’

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