And As Much As The Words Are Futile Devices, I Would Spend A Wish Of The Genius Just To Hear From You:

And as much as the words are futile devices, I would spend a wish of the genius just to hear from you:

I want to fight for us.

And As Much As The Words Are Futile Devices, I Would Spend A Wish Of The Genius Just To Hear From You:

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2 years ago

3 years passed away…

and I’m still here

waiting for you.


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2 years ago

Estou perdendo meu melhor amigo, porque não consigo me desapaixonar dele. Caramba, eu sinto tanta falta dele que chega a doer…

Acho que a dor de não ter mais a mesma amizade é maior do que o amor não correspondido.

3 years ago

FOFOS

you know what, I’m not done posting about baby bats!!!

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here is a fact for you: rescued baby bats are regularly given little blankets and swaddled up like itty bitty bat burritos! this is a whole Thing

You Know What, I’m Not Done Posting About Baby Bats!!!

Oh, and sometimes they get tiny pillows!

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And they get fed out of teensy baby bottles!

You Know What, I’m Not Done Posting About Baby Bats!!!

They are even given mini bat pacifiers to nurse on 💕

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You Know What, I’m Not Done Posting About Baby Bats!!!
You Know What, I’m Not Done Posting About Baby Bats!!!
You Know What, I’m Not Done Posting About Baby Bats!!!

in conclusion, here is a baby bat yawning:

You Know What, I’m Not Done Posting About Baby Bats!!!

BABY BATS!!!

4 years ago
ocean-9 - 90's
3 years ago

if you didn't want me by your side why do you always pull me back?


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3 years ago
♡Michael Anderson♡
♡Michael Anderson♡
♡Michael Anderson♡
♡Michael Anderson♡

♡Michael Anderson♡

3 years ago
ocean-9 - 90's
5 years ago
♪ Who You Gonna Call ♪
♪ Who You Gonna Call ♪
♪ Who You Gonna Call ♪
♪ Who You Gonna Call ♪

♪ who you gonna call ♪

3 years ago

Eu amo seu abraço, mas acho que não é recíproco esse amor.

3 years ago

Autumn Tree

I've been feeling like leaves in a cliché autumn landscape: falling withered and yellowed at the slightest sign of wind on a cold and decrepit ground, where they were once part of a beautiful tree during the summer. I know the tree will survive the harsh winter, but the leaves will never be the same.

- secrets I tell the stars.


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ocean-9 - 90's
90's

just some mental whispers. she/her

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