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- A compliment
- A story
- Why you follow me
- If you met me what would you do
- A cute message
- One thing you want to tell me
- One thing you want to know about me
(via inferencing)
when i look at the ocean like this i feel its beauty and i feel my own because i see myself reflected in it
in the ribbons of gold
golden oceans make believe last night they caught the moon’s glow
the tide glowing, swaying with heat and moonpower
me catching the light of the sun
via the moon
via my imagination
the pure light reflected and then refracted through my crown, my mind’s eye, my throat my heart my breath my womb my seeds and roots
in a make believe
because it feels good
when did i start believing i couldn’t feel good
when love just… froze me into an ocean of ice
until heat and moonpower coalesced into a crack
and i realize i was never lost, i just changed forms
and i can change again
hardening and melting
in ribbons of gold
(via surviv0rsbenefits)
The holes don’t always fill back in. Sometimes you just learn to walk around them.
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