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but he never looked at me the way he looks at her

but he never looked at me the way he looks at her

And then you realize you're thankful that he's not!

And then you realize you're thankful that he's not!

Writing Prompt: The question crossed my mind like a ladybug traversing one's skin; once you notice it, you can't possibly ignore it. So I watched it, scratched at it, and finally--instead of flicking it away to patter into the garden--I caught it.

Writing Prompt: The question crossed my mind like a ladybug traversing one's skin; once you notice it, you can't possibly ignore it. So I watched it, scratched at it, and finally--instead of flicking it away to patter into the garden--I caught it.

Thinking is my fighting. Virginia Wolf.

Thinking is my fighting. Virginia Wolf.

Moulin Rouge Poster by quidprosno.deviantart.com on @deviantART

Moulin Rouge Poster by quidprosno.deviantart.com on @deviantART

These words resonate with me so deeply. Poetry to me cannot emerge from me without deep feeling and emotion. Either deep pain, hurt, loss, anger, frustration etc...or deep happiness, joy, love, tenderness. Either way it must be deep, honest and so powerful inside me that it just flows out and always people are hidden in my poetry. - Heidi Suydam, Simply Our Society

These words resonate with me so deeply. Poetry to me cannot emerge from me without deep feeling and emotion. Either deep pain, hurt, loss, anger, frustration etc...or deep happiness, joy, love, tenderness. Either way it must be deep, honest and so powerful inside me that it just flows out and always people are hidden in my poetry. - Heidi Suydam, Simply Our Society

she stayed, fix yourself, broken, one more chance, hurts you, Nikita Gill

she stayed, fix yourself, broken, one more chance, hurts you, Nikita Gill

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