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agelessdaughter:

Years later they find themselves talking   
about chances, moments when their lives   
might have swerved off
for the smallest reason.
                                     What if
I hadn’t phoned, he says, that morning?   
What if you’d been out,
as you were when I tried three times   
the night before?
                           Then she tells him a secret.   
She’d been there all evening, and she knew   
he was the one calling, which was why   
she hadn’t answered.
                           Because she felt—
because she was certain—her life would change   
if she picked up the phone, said hello,   
said, I was just thinking
of you.
- from Marriage

part-time-stripper:

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part-time-stripper:

sirius-orion-elvendork-black:

part-time-stripper:

why do i keep writing poems about this one fucking boy he doesnt even like me we’re not even remotely a thing why do i keep doing this fuck fuck fuck

Because you’re a nutty lil miss

i dont even know what that means but i agree with it

It means you’re bonkers

ah see i knew i agreed with it

Well my friend and I woke up this morning and this happened

There once was a rabbit named Shoe
Who bravely lived in a stew
They added some carrots and boiling water
And no more was the rabbit named Shoe. 

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