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my mouth is filling with sand my brother used to tell me to hold my breath until i could hear the ocean in my head. and i did, it was a soft roar of sky fighting sea. eventually when my eyes rolled back like waves, he would make me breathe so i didn't drown.my mouth is filling with sand by ~Pretty-As-A-Picture
he was always there to tell me to breathe out but now he is gone and i am forgetting how to.
we were very young when our father died (fell from a cliff photographing the moon) and our mother started dating the milkman. he was gangly man with white hair but otherwise very handsome. we didn't mind him at all. he made our mother smile and brought warm milk every night. but we missed our father and his stories about sta
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Everytime you use "Comic Sams" a designer loses their wings
Never say good-bye because saying good-bye means going away, and going away means forgetting. - Peter Pan
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- Not all those who wander are lost.
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Stop. Focus. Repeat.
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-| One day I am going to grow wings |-
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You're pins, I'm needles, let's play.
I cannot pretend I will not surrender to these dreams in my head.
The moon is dark and I can't sleep
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But I dont care what they say
Im in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they dont know the truth
My hearts crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I