Our time
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Lash Legend went from wrestling duds and being used to put over duds to now knocking the mario coins out of Rhea Ripley & Iyo Sky. I still can’t believe this is life😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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Poem time! Enjoying the small moments.
We sit at the table.
Papers scattered, scrambled.
Yet no sound surrounds us.
Just the soothing and serine sound of pages flipping and pencils scratching.
Your someone not bonded by blood.
Your not bonded by shared moments.
But- between the binders and the ball point pens.
We find equality.
You do your work, I do my revision.
Different stages of life, same table divided.
I smile contently when I hear the drumming of your pen.
I sat first, you came second.
Drawn to the table of commodity education.
We don’t talk, we don’t acknowledge the distance.
We linger in the silence.
enjoy the companionship while closing the chapters.
a soft moment I treasure.
A memory ended too soon.
life picks back up too quickly.
breaking the slowness of the pocket we created.
Yet I smile, slinging my books back into my bag.
I promise silently to meet you back at this table.
Knowing you’ll meet me as well.
To Get to know eachother through the moments of peace.
through the scratching of pens and scattered papers.
We’ll share this table once more I hope.
share the quiet moment through notes.
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Spending time on the bed to read tea leaves means being 100% involved in Moonshadow’s idea of a good evening.
Also, I dunno…. When am I ever going to see those? I mean.. look:
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Enjoying the outdoors! Also that’s a mango & black mulberry smoothie. (✿ ♡‿♡)
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It’s okay to enjoy the moment as it is without having to add anything extra to it.
Sometimes, in the process of trying to make a moment more ‘aesthetic’, we miss the chance to experience the moment as it is. And that’s just sad.
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i’ve been called barbie but trust me, i do things that would melt ken’s plastic heart
