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[unfoldingakemi]

in my dreams there are fields of stretching slicing weeds and tiny blue-faced wild flowers and mourning doves that coo softly like glass bottles hitting the bed of the ocean. my dreams stop here, and the humidity and vegetation are all aigns of something else, an insubstantial brain harvest of jumbled miscalculated notions. i hope one day i will

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[starienights]

CALL ME BACK MOTHA FUCKA!!!!!!!!!!

[anonymous]

and i wish i could create for you a more beautiful morning to awake to
but i can't design for you a damn beautiful thing

but you deserve to find a lovely perfect thing so much closer then where it is now. and i wish i could bring it to you and allow you to discover a more consistent euphoria. and i want to you to know your beautiful and not have to cry and fall asleep alone again.not one more goddamn night.

but hope is closer then where you're looking.
but i can't show you where.
but as soon as i find a relief from the elevated sadness i'll build for you a less solitary moment that won't burn you like i did.

[unfoldingakemi]

who is anonymous? i don't know anonymous.

[anonymous]

you wouldn't know me even if i weren't anonymous