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j
England    feminist/pagan/17 into reading, writing, poetry, philosophy, psychology and nature
sinderella
Wonderland    I don't think I'll ever break through the ghost of you.
J Drake
Georgia, USA    Facebook.com/jBoogieMan Twitter.com/theviner Instagram.com/shakedrake Skype: awakenedimagination Email: awakenedimagination@gmail.com
Madisen Kuhn
25/Cisgender Female/Charlottesville, VA    @madisenkuhn | madisen.co | author of eighteen years + please don't go before i get better + almost home
silli
America    I am from Mars. Yes, there is life.
Laurel Elizabeth
fire in her eyes
this is my brain puke
Sad Girl
28/American    | My heart is constantly breaking | (My shadow writes here) I am the saddest, kindest, most loving, devouring, hippie being you will ever come …
Graced Lightning
NYC//DTX    Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - …
J R
J R
California    I like to words.
Ronnie James Corbin
Dayton, Ohio    Lost soul swimmin' in a fish bowl, year after year
brooke
Connecticut    I shall fear no evil
adam hicks
queer, artist, serial worrier. http://www.yellow-cardigan.co.uk
jude rigor
26/F/north carolina    [ prev. pen name: ophelia letourneau ] • queer poet
Sarina
forests    a lady friend pretty much everything i write is explicit, if you worry about that sort of thing
marina
maybe i'm not all yellow
miranda schooler
ohio   
hkr
hkr
the city   
Danielle Frederick
LA    Solitude is herb tea and soft music. Loneliness is black coffee and late night television.
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
29/M/Salem, New Hampshire    I'm here.
madeline may
anywhere but here    my life is a series of quotes from books, music, and movies, because the times I am original enough for my own words are few …
Jacqueline Flores
22/Miami    j.f//j.v Ig: jackiee_xx I'm just in love with the words in poetry and with the sound of music
ASB
ASB
“We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.” - Eduardo Galeano
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