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learning to draw f1 drivers feat. brocedes
alt title: Alexa play rewind
stills under the break —>
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✨Pretty floor mosaics✨
Peace be upon the daughter who helped her parents grow up. Accepted their cold shoulder, excused their anger, pardoned their mistakes, taught them how to be human. Peace be upon the sister who paid the price of rebellion. Screaming to her fullest, shaking like a leaf but standing tall, never letting the dictatorship go without a fight, paving the path for her siblings to breathe easier. Peace be upon the first child of an immigrant father. Aching to find their own purpose in life, firm in their own beliefs, contradicting generations and generations of cultural values. Peace be upon the girl who shouldered her mother's trauma. Swindled it into her own, morphed herself into an image of the womb she once resided in, immersed herself into troubles that weren't even hers, covered up scars that she couldn't even recognize. Peace be upon the woman who forgot who she was. So determined to be the savior of everyone, to fix her family, to nurture and love everyone around her. So deeply lost that she forgot she's just as worthy of love. Peace be upon you.
friendly reminders:
you don't have to be productive every day
you are worthy even if all you did today was get out of bed
there are people out there who care about you
your existence makes a difference
if something bothers you, then it bothers you. no one has the right to tell you otherwise
you are allowed to take up space
there is no 'right way' to grieve
you cannot put a time limit on emotions
your likes and interests are valid and they matter
it's okay to take your time in doing things. not everyone can do everything at the same pace
Maybe if my mother and I
were much more different,
it would be easier to fault her
for everything that happened.
To explain all the pain
I am carrying.
Maybe if my mother weren't
sometimes soft
pinning the fault would
go smoother.
if she didn't have the
same outline I have
if we didn't laugh the same,
share the same freckle,
chin, and ears,
and have the same interests.
Why did the universe make us
so much alike.
To whom of the counterparts
does this curse belong to.
Do I then blame
her or myself
as her and I look at our
mirror images
mournfully gazing at each other.
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚. May will bring blessings.
゚・。・゚
The first kiss For one moment, time stopped surprise held me in its arms your lips playing on mine sweet and soft your cheeks and jawline soft against my touch your smell engulfing me lapping over me in soft waves life went on around us people dancing and music blaring through the speakers I didn't care what anyone thought of us I wished for time to stop there so that I could savor this moment forever Freeze this piece in time so I can keep it close and hidden away A safe place just for you and I
Lol, just a soft little moment. I wish this happened more. But I am not that lucky...
I fell in love with a ghost her sweet scent accompanying me a whisper in my ear a warm feeling around me in my cold empty bed she joins me in my imagination as we go on great adventures and live out our lives like the lovers we were supposed to be
Ghostly figures
dancing, swaying
on long forgotten music
Lost lovers
unite once more
Families
laugh and play
As time slowly ticks away
(2021)
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