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@uhh-itsjess

hey I'm Jess, i get attached to stupid things and i laugh at my own jokes.
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pancakeke

I hope the quarantine and social distancing start a revolution in retail where the customer is always wrong and needs to shut the fuck up & follow rules

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There are days where I can barely make myself get out of bed and into the bathroom only to find myself sitting in the shower because all of my energy is gone before I can even wash my hair. There are days where it is not raining but it might as well be the storm of the fucking century because no matter how hard I try I cannot make myself walk out the god damn door. There are days where my head is so loud I swear I must be screaming with my mouth closed but I am silent because there are poems stuck in the back of my throat and if I open my mouth they will spill all over the floor. There are days where there is so much I want to say but everything I write sounds the exact same it’s like my head is a record player and my thoughts are a broken record stuck singing about shaky hands, blood stains, and boys who broke my heart. There are days where I see no point in speaking because if my words cannot be the daggers in your chest or the ache in your stomach that makes you hurt like I do then why speak at all? And there are nights where I can’t sleep with the lights off because I am afraid that if the shadows on my walls don’t swallow me whole then my own thoughts will. But there are also days where there is sunlight spilling out of me and if I stood on my toes I swear to you I could touch God.   On those days I do not fear. I do not think of blood or death.   On those days I am not afraid to hold my own hand.

there are days, there are days, there are days… (via anxieusly)

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druidcore
If the curves of her hips were words, then he was a downright bibliophile, tracing her body like it was holy scripture.

AND THERE WAS NO FASTER ROAD TO GOD. // d.s  (via wisteriawrites)

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doyouevenpoetry
You opened me up to a world of roses, tulips, forget-me-nots, daisies and sunflowers when I  didn’t know that seeds could even grow.

[The Garden of My Heart, piece 1.] NF // 07/10/2017 (via doyouevenpoetry)

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thinkhapppy
I don’t hold grudges, it’s not healthy. I’ve made my circle quite small, and I like it that way. For people who I don’t speak to anymore, know this: I don’t lose sleep over not having you in my life, my life is great. I don’t hate you, because hate would only bring me down. But know this, if I’ve cut you out of my life you handed me the scissors

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writereadings
If she thought of her love as a commodity and were, say, to eat it, it would fill 4,745 cherry pies. If she were to preserve it, she would need 23,725 glass jars and labels and a basement spanning the length of Pinnacle Lane. If she were to drink it, she’d drown.

Leslye Walton, The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender (via writereadings)