Cuddleing
The best kind is the kind with no strings attacted
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Hmmmmmm….. no :}
Will we be cool again? Or are you talking out of your ass to get me to shutup?
Make up your mind, give me a clue!
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Let these thoughts escape...: Popular and Featured 
What makes a Tumblr poet “great”?
That in just a few months
Much less than the time I’ve been here
That they’ve managed to gather together
A massive following and more positive feedback?
Or that they strung together
A bunch of silly words that don’t make sense?
Or that they said the simple truth
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Baggy Jeans
I know this girl who’s jeans are baggy
soles are worn
Hair is shaggy
eyes reflective
soul repensive
smile secretive
and mind creative
she wears what she wants
she does who she knows
she smokes what she can
she goes all alone
smile and sunglasses
the most important parts
off into the promise lands
of frowns and broken hearts
this girl with baggy jeans
stands out against the rest
the other models posed
in fashionable regrets
but not my aviator hippie
not my scarf and tea child
not my tattoo having wonder
not my braid wearing girl
not her
she kicks them off there stillettos
with dusty ripped converse
she gets there dresses dirty
by washing in reverse
her hair is always tangled
the make up doesnt stay
her cheeks are never pinched
in that model-esque way
her smile shines like sunlight
washing over the plastics of there souls
causing it to caudal, smolder with holes
shrivel up like burnt plastic once kissed by burning treason
and she replaces them with marley love and ever lasting freedom
all in baggy jeans my girl
does this on the daily
she doesnt even know it
cause shes always playing melee
and jamming out to marley
or tye dying somthing rasta
jus because she can
or chow’n on some pasta
or driving the truck down to the park
for a day in the sun
this is girl is the remainder
of what once was
against the grain she lays to wait
for the world to change its fate
but her dissappoint will insue
when she layes her eyes on you
please dont cause my girl this grief
for her soul is to good to keep
repressed and disolated
with the constant stream of hatred
from models and the main stream
from skinny jeans and empty days
from what they want her to be
but they jus cant see
my girl is wearing baggy jeans
and thats all she needs to be
caue any other way
she wouldnt be a part of me.
Stop trying to change us from who we are for who you want us to be.
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