"Forever Dreamer"

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Male, twenty-something. This blog is mostly about my writings, random ones most of the time. I love the stars, the moon and the ocean. users online

Of crescent moons and happy thoughts


Crescent moons
That smile at you
And shine so bright
You can see through
Every little thing.
Maybe magic
Maybe peace.
I see your face when I close my eyes.
Embrace the moonlight kiss
Wishing it could come
Straight from your lips.

— 1 day ago with 7 notes
Of dull smiles and broken mirrors


Today I met a boy
Whose smile seem dull
And his eyes were painted
A deep black,
The kind that intimidated
Someone else’s soul.
But this boy
Was unaware
Of all the impact
That he made.
Not once he stop
To wonder why
Everyone just stopped
But then went by.

But mirrors will never show
In between lines
Just that dull smile
And the deep black bold
He thought it was pretty.

— 1 week ago with 5 notes
Of past perfect and present progressive


I once read somewhere
That your first love is like no other.
And then someone told me
That if you have to choose
It gets easier if you have nothing to lose.
Truth is that you’re gone
My mind knows something must be done.
So I decide on the here
The now that makes me smile
Even if it only lasts for a couple of seconds, for a little while.

— 1 week ago with 5 notes
Of wishing and things that don’t make sense


Day by day I feel haunted
By all those things I’ve ever wanted
Freedom, peace, love, you.
If only wishes would come true.
I’d blow million candles
Hiked the world in search of shooting stars
Throw my change in all the fountains in sight
Wait for the eleven-eleven every night.
I would do that and more
Just to have you again
Or at the very least
To numb away the pain.

— 1 week ago with 2 notes
Pokémon Platinum Appreciation Post

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— 2 weeks ago with 10145 notes
Of midnight coffees and broken dreams


"Just do it,"
My mind kept pushing
So I drove away
With a pauper direction
And an open mind.
There’s something about
The story of a stranger
Or maybe just
The way they smile.
Their eyes who can’t give in
To the lies
Eventually unveiling their struggle.
And as you listen
And take a sip of your coffee
You realize not everything
Not everyone is as they seem.
We are all complex
Made of broken pieces and broken dreams.

— 2 weeks ago with 2 notes
Of twenty-one birthdays and still no late night conversations


I feel numb and blue,
Even on my birthdays
I still make it about you.
There was no call,
You didn’t text
I’m left as always
Wondering what comes next.
It’s like you’re eating pizza
And blowing candles
And for a moment
Everything seems like it can be handled.
But then at night
You crawl to bed
And ask yourself if you’ll make it by.
Today I turned twenty-one
Yet I couldn’t feel any deader on the inside.

— 3 weeks ago with 6 notes






(◡‿◡✿) Friendly reminder that no person is worthless

everything you do has worth

you are not garbage (◕‿◕✿)

you do not belong in the trash (◕‿◕✿)

unless of course you are Squidward’s painting Bold And Brash

what a pretentious pile of shit (◡‿◡✿)


(◕‿◕✿) i meant what i said



But Bold and Brash tho.

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— 3 weeks ago with 8153 notes











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First piece of bread in a loaf.

Will Smith’s second son

Wait he has a second son?

imagethis is what comes up when you google will smith’s children


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