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darkest ink


you are the curl at
the end of letters i scribble

you are the emphasis
that i add to the beginning
and end of every sentence

have you ever found yourself
in my writing?

these feelings have
nowhere to go
so they spill onto every page
and they have stained me
with an ink as dark as the places
i have found in search of you

I would have followed him to hell if he had asked me, and maybe I did.

old love doesn’t have anywhere to go-
it lies on the bottom of your heart and shivers

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standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like “look at this fucking flower. this flower is taller than i am. this flower is winning and i’m losing”

Wow you are not ready to hear about trees.

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Flashlight | the front bottoms

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Q: How many male novelists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A: The beast, which had represented his feelings, was dead. “I think I’ll do a pushup,” he announced to the sea. The sea respected him for it.

Male Novelist Jokes" by Mallory Ortberg.

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wanna make a secret handshake it involves us touching our mouths together for three hours

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all my feelings of today in one picture

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