thumbs.pro : I wrote your name and burned it to see the color of the flameand it burned out the whole spectrum as if you were everything;mine just burned gold, a normal flame. I am not anything.All that I remember is the feeling of waking up:we were kids, you were

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words to live by

poems-and-words: Book of the day:Sweetbitter by Stephanie Danler

theanimatedwonders: “After lunch, Daisy fell asleep. She never

miracle

mirelleortegaart: Dreamer by Mirelle Ortega

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