Its The No Notes Ghoast

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10 months ago

About to make myself cry in class from a scene I made up in my head, more at 8

4 years ago

Are fedoras really that bad?

Are Fedoras Really That Bad?
Are Fedoras Really That Bad?
Are Fedoras Really That Bad?
Are Fedoras Really That Bad?
Are Fedoras Really That Bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

4 years ago

after dying god informs you that hell is a myth, and “everyone sins, its ok”. instead the dead are sorted into six “houses of heaven” based on the sins they chose.

3 years ago

Hot hot hot hot chocolate

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HEY WE GOT IT

3 years ago
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People
Different Stories Resonate With Different People

Different Stories Resonate with Different People

4 years ago

You’re a Queen When No One is Watching-

Why is it, in the late darkness of night,

When beasts roam my bedroom floor and monsters reach out from beneath my bed,

When everyone sleeps, but for the wild imagination lurking behind my eyes,

When I’m at my loneliest and most vulnerable,

My most wild, euphoric, depressed, inspired and wisest self,

That I am at my most beautiful?

When I decide I will no longer attempt to succumb to sleep’s blissful embrace,

When I enter a room with Alice’s looking glass,

And see the circles beneath my eyes, the gentle curve of my lips, and sharp lines of my once full face,

Why do I look like a goddess of war, the judge of your soul beyond death, the unstoppable, raging force of a true queen...

Why does the real me choose to show herself when there is no one there to see the rawness of being a real human being...

When no one is there to love the part of you that you love yourself.

The you you hide,

To save that last little bit of light from the darkness of others...


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