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“In one sentence I can describe everything I’ve felt about love: It’s suffering, and that’s okay if it’s for the right person.”

— Juansen Dizon

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i'm crazy but im not even free so what's the point

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Bots/hackers are using hacked “inactive” twitter accounts now

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Okay, but wasnt that the EXACT plot for the episode

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No matter how many times Amara’s family moves, the monster follows. Her mother dismisses her fears as childish. Her dad seems to believe her, but doesn’t do anything about it. After what happened to her friend Avery, Amara avoids getting close to anyone new. Until Lacy. Now with the bright girl from Ms. Linus’s fifth-grade class at her side, Amara is terrified for her safety - but maybe with Lacy’s help, she can finally get rid of the monster once and for all.

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#kindle #amara #quarantine reads #thriller #audible

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Edge of 18 never felt so close to being so far from who I want to be

I say that as if I know who I want to be

I do know that I wanna hold his hands and kiss his cheeks

I know that I wanna be a butterfly with colors so bright my predators go blind

I say that as if I am not constantly staring at myself

Wondering how to make everything make sense in my head

The wrong side of the bed has a me shaped indent

Every night I have the same dream where I am standing in the middle of Times Square

It’s so reoccurring that when I am awake I still feel so insignificantly small

I have nightmares where my fears are ten feet tall and speak to me in my own voice

Sometimes I smell perfume that smells like my mother

It remind me of childhood in the way that a scar on your knee does

I can never name the scent

I wonder what would happen if I kept all my thoughts in a glass jar

Maybe then I could hold myself up

Failure tastes a lot like cigarette smoke and clouded judgement

It looks a lot like driving so fast to get away the colors of the police sirens blend to purple

Edge of 18 has never felt so wrong

#poetry #oc #spoken word #growing up #poem

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“You did not treat me with the pure, gentle love that I deserve you gave me indifference you grew out of me but maybe, I was growing out of you too and I just did not realize it because I was so flooded with the idea of love”

— m. a.

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celestialprint

“Can I tell you a secret? I’m a hopeless romantic. I have a soft spot for the people I love. I care too much and love recklessly. I’ll drown you in love.”

— Excerpt from a book about me I’ll never write // 04.11.2019

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“When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.

Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to be with one another.

This is the reason why you miss someone so much when they are not there— even if they are only in the very next room. Your soul only feels their absence— it doesn’t realize the separation is temporary.”

- Lang Leav