what i am is what i am;: Archive

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If you've seen them, please return them.

thevagabondking: It’s happened again, in the middle of the night, someone stole the one thing i owned my words they are missing from my mind and my tongue my fingertips feel empty and alone please return

Jun 27th

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"i'm Drowning"

adelaidtaylor: I’m drowning drowning in thoughts This is the opposite of what I wanted I wanted to float away take the weight off my shoulders and rise off the ground Instead of letting it pull me to the bottom of the ocean and hold me there until I drown

Jun 27th

“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy...”

– Oscar Wilde (via kari-shma)

Jun 27th

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Once upon a midnight dreary: I dream of death →

amidnight-dreary: Sometimes I think of death, not in a morbid way, but it’s almost as if I daydream about what it will feel like to be only a memory, an image trapped in a photograph tucked in a wallet, or maybe under a pillow. What does the song sound like, the one that plays right before you meet the devil? I…

Jun 27th

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awritersruminations: I had to do it, suddenly I had to sing. I had no idea why— But when evening came I wept. Wept bitterly. Pain was everywhere. Sprang out of everything— Spread everywhere. Into everything— And then lay on top of me. — Else Lasker-Schuler, “In the Evening” (translated by Eavan Boland)

Jun 27th

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