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Cozy Vibes, Rainy Vibes
Sleep Vibes, Autumn & Winter Vibes
Poetry
Music
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The Spanish galleon (Spanish: galeón, nao, or navío) was a particularly large type of galleon used for both carrying cargo and as a warship armed with up to 60 cannons. Used from the mid-16th century until the early 19th century, Spanish galleons had three or four masts which were square- and lateen-rigged, a distinctive beak at the prow, and a high sterncastle.
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You seem unreachable, are you? Or are you just like that distant star that gives me its light?
I made 🍁/❄️ art for you! Hope you likey! :3 Oki bye! <3
🍁🍁🍁 @winslowat3am ❄️❄️❄️
Inspired by your instagram
Tw // surgery
I have now had three surgeries with three separate forms of anesthesia. General, local, and sedative. I shall now rate them with no regard for the context in which they were used or my personal circumstances.
General: 5/10 gets the job done but I thought I died
Local: 0/10 it sucks and I hate it
Sedative: 10/10 I literally did not care what was happening and an hour felt like ten minutes, plus I surprised everyone by being lucid almost immediately after
Overall: surgery sucks but I approve of not suffering for years and maybe dying which was the alternative. 7/10 on surgery—it sucks but I have a flat chest and I'm down four teeth and that's a win.
Its 3am the night after that last one and I can't sleep. 🙃
Afterward: I'm quite familiar with local bc I had SO many cavities growing up—more than necessary, since one of our dentists decided to milk us by recommending "filling" "cavities" every other visit—and that's all local babee
It sucks and I hate it.
Can we see more wonka articles I love reading about your life!! :3
Of course you can! 😁 Here:
These are old, headlines for the opening of my factory to be precise! And if you can quite make out the Fortune magazine font it says, "The Most Successful Chocolatier in the World Opens the Gates of the Largest Chocolate Factory Ever Built".
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This is another article that goes along with the same date as the other. Grand opening of my factory, blah blah blah. Me cutting the ribbon. Fun stuff!
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And of course, this is an old one that I had posted once before in regards to a question about my awfully exaggerating 15-year disappearance:
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There are quite a few more good reads that I'm sure I could manage to dig up somewhere inside this factory. I'll post them sometime, eventually.
Finish the song (u should know the lyrics b/c you wrote it):
I saw you bare in the naked forest
You shied away, hid your face
You only come in the night
When the sun's rays fade
The blue skies die
And stars take their place
When the laughter stops
And the tears flow
When hope fails me
And I don't know where to go
I met a being from the heavens
She dried my eyes
& told me that everything would be okay
She only comes in the night
When the living hide away
Slumbering in their warmth
And there we were for just a moment, one
She kissed me like I was oxygen
& she needed to breathe
The woman of my dreams
W O M A N O F M Y D R E A M S
Yes that’s fine. I’ll call you
I close my eyes too tight
I hide in the shadows of my mind
Behind the doors of my heart
And wonder why he never woke up
Why people are ice cold
Then I slowly remember the reasons for why
I would rather be alone
Than to be around those who do wrong
Take advantage
And disarm
So I'll keep sculpting
Because it's the one thing
That doesn't bring me harm
I have nothing else to say
I'm not good at expressing my emotions
I wish people would do better
And love each other more
That's all
~ Edward