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every august without fail is like i will give you some of the most beautiful golden summer moments of your life but also you will be thinking about childhood and loss constantly. it will always be either 5pm or 2am

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Aimlessly Walking around or riding bike and listening to music is really imprtant
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
— Sylvia Plath

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Sylvia Plath, in a diary entry dated August 8th 1952 featured in The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
no thoughts just rory with bangs <3
Hubble Views the Dawn of a Sun-like Star by NASA Hubble Space Telescope
a very short poem for august (s.r.m.)

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poem by christian weissmann
The birds here chirp at noon
and I can’t remember your favorite color anymore.
You always woke up with the sun.
The mocha pot was finished
by the time I made it to the kitchen.
Water in a coffee mug, it is.
Maybe it was red.
| Christian Weissmann, Her, Him & I
The birds here chirp at noon
and I can’t remember your favorite color anymore.
You always woke up with the sun.
The mocha pot was finished
by the time I made it to the kitchen. Water in a coffee mug, it is.
Maybe it was red.
| Christian Weissmann, Her, Him & I
The first time I slept with a boy, I took him to an abandoned church and swallowed him like he was communion— falling in love with his reflection through the stained glass windows.
| Christian Weissmann, Her, Him & I
Source.

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Love is finding contentment in the small moments. It’s looking into their eyes and getting lost in the promise of tomorrow.
| Christian Weissmann, Her, Him & I