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she's like a poem I wish I wrote

They look at us and wish it was them

unfortunately, i am forever the girl who talks back to adults bc i do believe that respect goes both ways.

I feel like no one talks about how sweet it is to lean your head on someone's shoulder and they lean their head on yours in return.

I'm wondering how I’m everything and then nothing

i'm not afraid to admit that

Je te laisserai des mots

take me back to that one english class where we did no work, talked and messed around all class and still somehow passed

you were a love letter written centuries ago

smoking on this loud.

why'd u keep calling me back?

we kiss to frank ocean and blonde

STFUIDWYC

19 june 2025.

tried to live in black and white, but i'm so blue.

My soul feels like navy blue.

come on and haunt me

oh, please.

i never knew i could love someone this much until you.