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Your life didn’t belong in my hands. 
Your life didn’t belong in my hands. 
Sometimes it feels like everyone is so much better than me.
Sometimes it feels like everyone is so much better than me.
Nostalgia haunts me. 
Nostalgia haunts me. 
Empath.
Empath.
from the vault
from the vault
from the vault
from the vault
missing
missing
maybe i’m not melting, but instead just thawing out for summer
maybe i’m not melting, but instead just thawing out for summer
I am SO EXCITED to announce the launch of my new shop! if you like my poetry, or if you like reading
I am SO EXCITED to announce the launch of my new shop! if you like my poetry, or if you like reading
for yousometime in 2019A.P. // laurelcn
for yousometime in 2019A.P. // laurelcn
Do you remember where you were when you forgot all you’d learned? When love again became the sweetes
Do you remember where you were when you forgot all you’d learned? When love again became the sweetes
I am trying to be a softer place to land.
I am trying to be a softer place to land.
Of course, there have been count--less attempts by The Artist tocreate an authentic connectionwith a
Of course, there have been count--less attempts by The Artist tocreate an authentic connectionwith a
Emilie’s Essential Oil Rank-jed
Emilie’s Essential Oil Rank-jed
Mine, mine, mine.
Mine, mine, mine.
leccamarina:I typed this a week ago. I was going to trash it, but didn’t. Instead, I decided to post
leccamarina:I typed this a week ago. I was going to trash it, but didn’t. Instead, I decided to post
Typewriter Poetry #1260 by James Andrew CrosbyIf you haven’t yet, make sure to grab a copy of my new
Typewriter Poetry #1260 by James Andrew CrosbyIf you haven’t yet, make sure to grab a copy of my new
Typewriter Poetry #1258 by James Andrew CrosbyIf you haven’t yet, make sure to grab a copy of my new
Typewriter Poetry #1258 by James Andrew CrosbyIf you haven’t yet, make sure to grab a copy of my new
They don’t teach it to you.
They don’t teach it to you.
Post-It Series #3
Post-It Series #3
And maybe I’m just grateful to do something that matters with my hands.
And maybe I’m just grateful to do something that matters with my hands.
Post-It Series #2
Post-It Series #2
Always & always.
Always & always.
I know. My feet look pale and unwell against this deep black sea, my flesh too soft for these callou
I know. My feet look pale and unwell against this deep black sea, my flesh too soft for these callou
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