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why am i jealous of them ?????? ik i can do it but my dumb overthinking just can’t do it ????????

elysiandavis

⋆。˚Wake up 
          Rise 
          And 
          Shine ✦ ❞
          
          ꗃ➛ Hᴏᴡ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ʙᴀᴅ ᴅᴀʏ? 
          
          ꒰ ❛Dw! It's ok to have bad days <3 it's ok, it will be ok! Life is rollercoaster ride, you just have to live it to the fullest.. no one always has good days.. it's ok! Take a deep breath, refresh your mind with some dancing and music and kick start your day with a smile. Remember if you need someone by your side to listen to you, you got me!❜ ꒱
          
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          I will be back supper soon! Tc till then for me pls?
          
          (Ilysm *whispers*)
          
          -neona/neo
          

adropofhumanity

a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ] 
          
          insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows. 
          
          fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows. 
          
          minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities;  not every sunset has to be colourful. 
          
          sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us. 
           #adropofhumanity 

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 10th july 2023  ] 
          
          mountains and decorators, exhaustion and evil eye; surviving bones and careless finds. funeral floods and tumbling sorrows; forests and bridges of laughters and morals. feelings migrated, clouds and dresses; that which rains does not always bring about harvest. 
          
          clocks of manners, a road of residences; hearts like maples marked along fences. pictures of politeness, smiles like wounds; world a death of another, burial grounds like jasmine blooms. 
          
          mornings of questions, blurred evening attempts; youth of trial and error, life a honeycomb aged. dreams of wounds, dreams like a father's disappointment; storms like swaying birth, storms sometimes like corpses of discipline.  
          
          disassociated honour, ribbed filters; what binds is not glue, rather, mutual respect. eastern wind and crepuscular billows; howling books and silent words. the majesticness of months yet the solemnity of years; to the hearts that wriggle with pain, silence is delicate, thin ice-like elegance. 
           #adropofhumanity 

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is it bad that i haven’t listened to taylor swift in years

radiodolls

@interludes- ,, its okay cause same
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