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𝐀 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.
– by yours truly
A touch of humanity can change the perception you have for this world. It can change the way you view people, the way you think about, feel about and understand people.
You can think however you want and believe in whatever you value but humanity always has the power to alter it.
You can believe that humans have the innate quality of being good, a touch of humanity can change that, a simple news headline; a silent protest asking for rights falling on deaf ears, ignorance is a touch of humanity. Hate is a touch of humanity. It can change you, truly and utterly.
You may believe that people have a tendency to do wrong. That they possess a strange desire to harm. But a touch of humanity can change that too; a sweet compliment said without a second thought, a change of cash given without the expectation of having anything in return, kindness is a touch of humanity. Love is a touch of humanity.
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pillow — by dreamfxyre ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆
It happened so fast that the blink of an eye would seem forever by comparison. In less than an instant, he vanished. He didn't die, exactly; that would require a "him" for the dying to happen to. Rather, he simply no longer was. Anything that could be described as "him" was gone. A heartbeat later, and a deafening shockwave passed over them, a result of the atmosphere crashing in on the hole in reality left by his sudden nonexistance.
"Where is he?" she asked, confused.
Through the ringing in her ears, she could only barely hear the response. Nonetheless, they were the two most sickening words she'd ever heard. Wrongness dripped from every syllable, as though the world itself was refusing to accept it. "He isn't."
the girl dinner archives || pt. I
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less of a poem, more of a reminder. ( ❁ )
Trapped
I am trapped
enclosed in this never ending sorrow
this grotesque darkness eating away at me slowly as the hours go by days upon days
I am trapped
in this illusion of a promise meant to be broken
existing in a beautiful lie held down by the chains of reality
I am trapped
by fate, the master of this great show called life, a pitiful comedy
an illusion, a facade
I wish to break free, but
I am simply trapped