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Venga
Venga
24/F/NY inner peace
and then one day the life I always dreamed of was here i took so many risks to be here & honestly i’m grateful i think im experiencing love with a man i never thought I would like i’m in school in a field i never thought i would be smart enough for i have a close circle of friends i’ve lost a ton of weight i’m happy
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Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 2:36 AM UTC
like us
"I think i'll take the iced caramel macchiato please" Dark brown eyes and a furrowed brow look down at me I type the order into my order screen, nervous to look up and suddenly wondering if there's any strands of hair out of place "Anything else?' I ask He doesn't say anything, concentrating on the menu directly above my face "Any good pastries?" He asks slightly smiling "I love our muffins but our cheese danish's are also really good." I smile back "Ok, I trust you. Ill take a muffin please." "Of course." "If its not good, I'm going to have to come back you know?" A smile spreads across my cheek and a slight red tint exposes itself We were definitely flirting at this point
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Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 10:39 PM UTC
coffee interactions
I looked at you,   as I often do, and I could feel your gaze,   a warmth so deep it wrapped around my soul.   It wasn’t just a glance it was the sun, beaming,   breaking through every guarded corner of me. I felt it- I really did my heart pounding in time with yours I swear, in that moment,   my eyes weren’t just looking—   they were spilling over,   filled with tiny shards of my heart, overflowing with everything I couldn’t say
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Sep 22, 2024
Sep 22, 2024 at 8:09 PM UTC
chatting
I’ll never forget that look of pain— stained in my mind, like bleach on black cotton The unbearable depth of your eyes imparted that anguish straight into my soul
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Sep 14, 2024
Sep 14, 2024 at 9:41 AM UTC
Scrolling Through
sometimes i dream im far far far away out of this home out of the red light in a peaceful bubble away from the scrutiny of religion away from the decaying love within my home the one that has been dead since i was 12
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Aug 15, 2024
Aug 15, 2024 at 8:31 PM UTC
11 months
My words for you go beyond any poem I could dream of writing It’s frustrates me to encapsulate my thoughts and feelings for you into few lettered words and expressions How I feel for you goes beyond anything I have felt in the past & I hope it transforms with you in the future I hope we grow eternally I hope we become annoyingly in love I hope people get sick of us I hope we have a specific table in a restaurant that we always go to I hope we have lifetimes of inside jokes & I hope we hold hands even when we fight I pray that the thin glass between us only becomes clearer but it just makes us more beautiful to each other
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Jun 8, 2024
Jun 8, 2024 at 11:55 PM UTC
6.8.24
something inside me soothed when I met you I can’t compare it to anything else it was like my heart became malleable like clay softening the ridges on my forehead settled my nightmares turned into dreams i started noticing flowers instead of rocks on my walks days that felt cold began to feel warm you brought warmth to my life. you didn’t erase my pain but like warm soup against a irritated throat, you soothed it. my pain was bearable because of you. It feels like I could face life because of you, an unmatched feeling.
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May 16, 2024
May 16, 2024 at 6:20 PM UTC
4.14.24
they say the grass is always greener on the other side I say, ‘while I think my side looks brown, I will water it till it’s green’ and that’s that’s something I look forward to doing everyday
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Mar 23, 2024
Mar 23, 2024 at 9:45 PM UTC
Realizing the truth from within
Dear Dead Poet, One day I will be you. I think that’s beautiful to think or maybe it’s a silly human thought conceived to help us justify the inevitable ending we all face, that you already faced. Forgive me if I speak without grace but I have so much to learn from you & I wanted to let you know it. Dead poet, when reading your poem earlier you spoke on love. In death, do you feel it valuable or necessary to life or do we the living yearn for it to veil our misery? Do you have the answer? If there is a way, let your words return to me-though I know they never will. Sincerely, Living Poet
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Feb 29, 2024
Feb 29, 2024 at 8:37 PM UTC
Veil of death
I can’t help but think of you your my inspiration i don’t think i’m yours but you don’t even know your mine so how could i know if i’m yours
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Feb 29, 2024
Feb 29, 2024 at 8:30 PM UTC
I followed you on Instagram