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Bunhead17
Missouri    So close to love Yet not close enough♡ #Only #Wanderlust
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London    human being / twitter.com/clickbaitpoetry / read them aloud
Plain Jane Glory
Ísland    "It was only the sea sounding weary After so many lifetimes Of pretending to be rushing off somewhere And never getting anywhere" -Charles Simic
I prefer writing in a notebook. All works are my own, even the notebook. All works are copyrighted.
Maddie
If only I was something Or someone profound. Here I am a silly teenager, Apathy and immaturity pinning me to the ground.
Daniel Samuelson
California    "The world is big, and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark." -John Muir. Joshua 1:9. Soli Deo Gloria.
United States    I'm sixteen from a small town, hoping for something bigger, and waiting for someday.
Dylan Lavercombe
Australia    Instagram- dylanlavercombe
Reece
Utilisation of a proto-dystopian aesthetic and thinly veiled political allusions, how awfully original. http://pastebin.com/bRRXHQT0 I write garbage and I do it sporadically. As in life, …
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Shang
Moon Humor
Weird Girl    My name is Leah Rost
Lizzy
Chicago    "Music doesn't lie. If there is something to be changed in this world, then it can only happen through music." -Jimi Hendrix
Raeann Burkey
Michigan    There are many things that define me. I am a daughter and a sister. A friend and a lover. A dancer and a dreamer. But …
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quinn collins
new york    don't expect me to ever capitalize anything or use proper punctuation. >>>refurbishes.tumblr.com<<<
Shari Forman
New York   
TumorGuy
Philippines    I'm 22 years old, a registered nurse and an alleged alien abductee, i love nips(the one with peanuts in it), indian music, im a fan …
Basko
Kathmandu    Royale, with chivalry engraved in every cell of the body.
MisterSleep
Claire Davis
part of you pours out of me in these lines from time to time.
ceilidh
23/F    archive of ramblings.
eversoslowly
Pulchritudinous    Crawling back into the hollowed out rock I call my heart is all that ever seems to happen...
Summer Blue
A place    People call me Winter sometimes
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