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The clouds get so full that
they spill all over our rooftops,
and the poets say they’re sad. It
doesn’t take long for the sky
to be bright blue and endless,
and so what if that gives me
hope? I’ve spilled out a
million times and I’ve stopped
being ashamed about it since
I’ve compared it with the
weather. Everything has a
season, even me; nothing can
be heavy forever, not even
the clouds.

Rebeka Anne, reply to J.D. Salinger (“Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They’re always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions”)

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klesleym:


I needed this

klesleym:

I needed this

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girlyplugs:

q
xbrok3nangelx-x:

Bunny pumpkin!

xbrok3nangelx-x:

Bunny pumpkin!

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galexial:

Barry Johnson / Joyce ManorAt the Ukrainian Cultural Center in Los AngelesSurprise Performance at Title Fight’s show4/17/14

galexial:

Barry Johnson / Joyce Manor
At the Ukrainian Cultural Center in Los Angeles
Surprise Performance at Title Fight’s show
4/17/14

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into the woods 10/14

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moon-sylph:

☽ ⁎ ˚ * ☀ Mystique, autumn, nature ✵ ⁎ * ☾

straight-as-a-curly-fry:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

ok y’all 

how do i ask a boy out 

roses are red
violets are blue
guess what, my bed
has room for two

OH MY GOD NO

twinkle twinkle little star
we can do it in a car

STOP IT

row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
i can make you scream

I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory

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