Explore vulnerability

Poppy Party
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Poppy Dream
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About them feels
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Mortified Twilight
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Death and Mercy
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On Vulnerability
I want to steal the bark off trees, and cover my own skin, for then and only then, can I protect what lies within.
Vulnerability
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Fragility by Ann Marie Bone
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little fish
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Lament of Innocence
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His Weakness {Oikawa Tooru x Reader}
           Why am I so nervous? No matter how he’ll respond, it will end the same way. Whether he returns my feelings or not I’ll be gone by morning. My footsteps down the moonlit sidewalk are quick and determined, as if portraying how badly I want to get this over with.            I wanted to do it somewhere more private but I have no choice but to confess at the celebration he’s throwing tonight. It’s become tradition for him to throw a party every time his volleyball team wins first at a tournament. As you can imagine, he throws quite a few. What makes these p
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Alex and Claire: Vulnerability
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#!/bin/flashbash (Shellshock Rarity)
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Vulnerability
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Blue World, Grey Feelings...
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in all i trust
She says trusting this much is like clawing through my skin, shattering my sternum, and snapping each rib like pencils to unearth a thudding fist pressed between two lungs. Trusting this much is hammering myself to a cross like a scarecrow and screaming, “Take it! Take it all!” to home-wrecker ravens and expecting them to land on my shoulders and coo instead of claw and caw as they always have. I say trusting this much is standing naked in soft moonlight, warm haze of orange street lamps hanging outside of the shudders on the midnight blue backdrop. Trusting this much is spreading my arms wide and whispering, “Th
Lonely Ones : Moose
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You are worn I am too Our love is in shreds What can we do? You are tired I see your bones You can’t hear our voices Calling you home You are alone I know you cry The world is your stage But your eyes don’t lie You are fading Your smile applied Like blush on cheeks And the grey skin it hides You are lost Your light is dim Obsessed with image Your voice is thin You are weak You’re asked what you eat But on porcelain dates It was just self-defeat You are worn I am too Our love is in shreds Please, what can I do?
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Bertolt | Notes from a Magpie Part 4/4
(AU Note: Listen to this for maximum effect) (Christmas Eve) Dear Mr. Giraffe, I’m sorry I judged you for what you did. You’re not to blame. Just like me, you’re a victim of this merciless war. I too thought I was helping the Eldian people. I thought what I was doing meant something. I thought I meant something. Evidently not. I’m just collateral damage in the great scheme of things. I don’t have a purpose, I don’t know what I’m meant for. But I do know what to do next. Goodbye, Mr. Giraffe. From Magpie. ~ ~ ~ Thrown out onto the road by an irate old Eldian man, Hoover brushed the dirt off his
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