“Never again will I justify the scars because I love the person holding the knife” You are what you tolerate. It’s tempting to lick our wounds and feel sorry for ourselves when life deals us a shit hand. We relieve the pressure of accountability the moment we decide it’s someone
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She looked at me when I stroked her hair in perfect brown oil. She was beautiful, curvaceous with lips like
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I’m not sorry. That’s what I’ll tell the overworked police officer when he shows me the evidence he has on
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Trust the process. It only works if you allow it to. Trust the process, and the pain you feel now
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This one’s for the fat girls… For the girls, like me, who have had people poke their nose on our
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She passed the fragrant smells of cheap perfumes and diamond dreams. The thrifters and salesmen of the market buzzed past
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The funny thing about Florida is that it only really has two settings when it comes to whether: Hell hot
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Let us once again disregard the magic of becoming your own personal DJ or the curiosity of having “shes” instead
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My pessimism should be extracted, collected and bottled up to be sold to the masses. Honestly, the amount of disdain
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Let us once again disregard the magic of becoming your own personal DJ or the curiosity of having “shes” instead
-
This one’s for the fat girls… For the girls, like me, who have had people poke their nose on our
-
Trust the process. It only works if you allow it to. Trust the process, and the pain you feel now
-
I’m not sorry. That’s what I’ll tell the overworked police officer when he shows me the evidence he has on
-
The funny thing about Florida is that it only really has two settings when it comes to whether: Hell hot
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She passed the fragrant smells of cheap perfumes and diamond dreams. The thrifters and salesmen of the market buzzed past
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She looked at me when I stroked her hair in perfect brown oil. She was beautiful, curvaceous with lips like
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My pessimism should be extracted, collected and bottled up to be sold to the masses. Honestly, the amount of disdain