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You Are Not Your Skin

@broken-hearts-and-lost-dreams

Brittany, 19, Canadian. If you want to know anything else about me message me I'll always reply
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emipoemi asked:

Hey! Thanks for the reblog, really means a lot to me that you enjoyed the poem. And woooh for being Canadian! Right on! Whereabouts, might I ask? Suerte EDP

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You’re very welcome and I am from Halifax, Nova Scotia

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nightlywrites

Being lonely doesn’t mean

having nobody next to you.

It means being sad at night and

Realising you can’t talk

To anyone without

Having the constant fear

Of disturbing them.

It’s being surrounded by a

Sea of people and

Feeling like you don’t even belong

With them,

Or anywhere in the world..

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lunaartgallery

PLEASE TURN THIS OFF

Most of tumblr activity is on mobile and this feature is hurting many small creators like myself. Our activity is dropping rapidly as our content is being buried under more “popular” content creators that automatically get put on the top of your dash.

Support ALL content creators and turn this off, please. It sucks having our work be pushed to the bottom never to be seen.

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poetryandthesea

This is so important, especially because my posts usually don’t get that many notes which can result in you not seeing any of it on your dash.

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luniapoetry
Don’t go. That’s a funny thing to ask, I know, because we both know you don’t want me. You think our skies have gone dark; you believe the soft rosy pink that used to light up the horizon has instead lent itself to the glasses I wear while looking back on our days together. But I’m not as blind as you think I am. I know the damage that has been done, and I’ve acknowledged there’s nothing I can do about it alone. But don’t walk out on us just yet. Instead, call me at some ridiculous hour and tell me you aren’t leaving. Mean it. That’s all I could ask for–not some dramatic promise of forever, not a guarantee, but just that you aren’t going to leave. Just that you want to try. Our sun can still rise if you’ll let it, and I, for one, hope it finds me again wrapped in your arms.

stay (1/9/18)