I give you a piece of my soul here, be gentle with it please. I love flowers, if you couldn't tell.
this is sorta like an open diary.
*side note: my pronouns are they/she but whatever works :)
I desire the things
which will destroy me
in the end
-Sylvia Plath
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SicklySweet708
Jul 19, 2026 07:46AM
I cling to things. Everyone moves on but I… I only know how to root myself to the spot. I only know how to wait.View all Conversations
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