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All three of my books are available worldwide 🌎 Head on over to @radpresspublishing to grab your copies. Also available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and all major online bookstores 💙✌️ #RandyMascorroWriter #RandyMascorro #WritersOfInstagram #WritingCommunity #Words #SpilledInk #RadPublishing

All three of my books are available worldwide 🌎 Head on over to @radpresspublishing to grab your copies. Also available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and all major online bookstores 💙✌️ #RandyMascorroWriter #RandyMascorro #WritersOfInstagram #WritingCommunity #Words #SpilledInk #RadPublishing

I’ve never fully settled into my bedroom, not in my childhood homes or the home I live in now. Part of me feels like I belong somewhere else, but doesn’t know where else I’d go. I’d love to wake up in a place one morning and feel that sense of belonging, that I’ve finally moved within the walls of the place I’m meant to be. I love Washington and the PNW, but the home I live in does not feel like home.
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I’ve never fully settled into my bedroom, not in my childhood homes or the home I live in now. Part of me feels like I belong somewhere else, but doesn’t know where else I’d go. I’d love to wake up in a place one morning and feel that sense of belonging, that I’ve finally moved within the walls of the place I’m meant to be. I love Washington and the PNW, but the home I live in does not feel like home. • • • • • • #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writing #words #writer #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #belonging #alone

“Not satisfied with just waking the human, the cat still wanted more attention, so she started rolling on the shards of glass.” Read more on my blog post, Rolling In The Glass. https://www.artbyjeanmcguire.com/2019/06/19/rolling-in-the-glass/ #linkinbio #thoughts #relationship #relationships #catlessons #cats #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writer #blogging #blogger #blog #essay #kcblogger #kansascity

“Not satisfied with just waking the human, the cat still wanted more attention, so she started rolling on the shards of glass.” Read more on my blog post, Rolling In The Glass. https://www.artbyjeanmcguire.com/2019/06/19/rolling-in-the-glass/ #linkinbio #thoughts #relationship #relationships #catlessons #cats #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writer #blogging #blogger #blog #essay #kcblogger #kansascity

You in love with me? 
I remember you proposing me saying those three magical words, 
And also remember the way you twisted those words, 
How I was to be blamed for every day we fought, 
Or how your actions meant you had no morals that has been taught, 
Those hands which made promises while they latched to mine, 
Also raised and left marks on my cheek that used to shine,
Reason being the silly me used my hands to wave a human other than a female, 
Is that the way you claim to love call yourself a man, 
Pretending to save me from lashes from around, 
You lashed out on me, and asked myself to pretend to be safe and sound, 
Promises about creating a world of our own, 
And then locked myself in so that again my tears could find a way on their own, 
Drowned myself on thoughts that I was not worth, 
Stamped on me that was that it's okay to get hurt, 
How amazingly you treated me, and made me understand what's love, 
Now that you creeped me out of it all the way by love, 
Then I pray no body ever gets to face in life what's love.

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You in love with me? I remember you proposing me saying those three magical words, And also remember the way you twisted those words, How I was to be blamed for every day we fought, Or how your actions meant you had no morals that has been taught, Those hands which made promises while they latched to mine, Also raised and left marks on my cheek that used to shine, Reason being the silly me used my hands to wave a human other than a female, Is that the way you claim to love call yourself a man, Pretending to save me from lashes from around, You lashed out on me, and asked myself to pretend to be safe and sound, Promises about creating a world of our own, And then locked myself in so that again my tears could find a way on their own, Drowned myself on thoughts that I was not worth, Stamped on me that was that it's okay to get hurt, How amazingly you treated me, and made me understand what's love, Now that you creeped me out of it all the way by love, Then I pray no body ever gets to face in life what's love. #poet #poetry #writers #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writersofig #truth #reality #writing #love #life #bhfyp

I set out for a walk in the rain on the hunt for elderflowers and roses. Keeping in mind a saying from the Middle Ages that ”walking is itself an enlightenment: solvitur ambulando,” I sought to solve some issues with my book synopsis.  After a few moments under a leafy woodland, Enlightenment! (This never happens in a gym. Only in nature for me). .
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I set out for a walk in the rain on the hunt for elderflowers and roses. Keeping in mind a saying from the Middle Ages that ”walking is itself an enlightenment: solvitur ambulando,” I sought to solve some issues with my book synopsis. After a few moments under a leafy woodland, Enlightenment! (This never happens in a gym. Only in nature for me). . . . . . #frenchcountrylife #writingcommunity #yonne #writersofinstagram #pursuepretty #flashesofdelight #thehappynow #frenchcountryside #rurallife #rosepetaljam #lifeandthyme #huffposttaste #food52grams #onmytable #postitfortheaesthetic #kinfolktable

The people who overlook you, judge you, ignore you, reject you, aren’t meant for you. Let them go. Free yourself by not caring what others think. 🌟
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I know it’s easier said than done. Trust me. I used to battle People Pleasing and it’s one hell of a disease. Over the years, I’ve learned to care is a choice and to not care is a choice and no matter what you choose, you choose, and that is your power. 💓
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Don’t lose yourself trying to please others and certainly don’t let negative people and vibes occupy time and space in your beautiful mind. Use your mind to master your life and to consciously let go of who and what no longer serves and supports your personal development. 🔹
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The world is a magical place filled with opportunity, possibility, and the unexpected, like vibrant flowers growing up and out of a beautiful space, when you least expect it. We all deserve to experience all that is, but it is our individual responsibility to choose who and what we give our energy to. Always remember, what you feed will grow. 🌸

The people who overlook you, judge you, ignore you, reject you, aren’t meant for you. Let them go. Free yourself by not caring what others think. 🌟 · I know it’s easier said than done. Trust me. I used to battle People Pleasing and it’s one hell of a disease. Over the years, I’ve learned to care is a choice and to not care is a choice and no matter what you choose, you choose, and that is your power. 💓 · Don’t lose yourself trying to please others and certainly don’t let negative people and vibes occupy time and space in your beautiful mind. Use your mind to master your life and to consciously let go of who and what no longer serves and supports your personal development. 🔹 · The world is a magical place filled with opportunity, possibility, and the unexpected, like vibrant flowers growing up and out of a beautiful space, when you least expect it. We all deserve to experience all that is, but it is our individual responsibility to choose who and what we give our energy to. Always remember, what you feed will grow. 🌸

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THE CHERRY-HAIRED GIRL AND THE VORTEX-EYED BOY

It’s midnight on Friday
they’re pacing ‘round the shadowed streets of their town
seeking fun in secret hideaways
(forests wet with rain
 or under that bridge, again). Dancing through the gloom-soaked atmosphere,
the head of curls that she dyes shades of wine
remains vibrant, undarkened by the night.

Stood beneath the glare of the street lights,
he takes a long drag of a rolled cigarette
interrogating each passing stranger 
with a stare blackened by swollen pupils,
trying to ignore that inevitably
this euphoria will fade.

But their connection extends further than 
synthesised emotions sold on the streets of a city 
whose gutters are overflowing with cigarette butts 
and worn out sleeping bags.
They sit for hours and reinvent the world 
to escape the adults 
they dread becoming 
and the children
whose simplicity they wish to remember.

It’s midnight on Friday,
despite nearly suffocating in a mass of pseudo-friendships, 
they’re seeking fun together in secret hideaways
(forests wet with rain
 or under that bridge, again).

THE CHERRY-HAIRED GIRL AND THE VORTEX-EYED BOY It’s midnight on Friday they’re pacing ‘round the shadowed streets of their town seeking fun in secret hideaways (forests wet with rain or under that bridge, again). Dancing through the gloom-soaked atmosphere, the head of curls that she dyes shades of wine remains vibrant, undarkened by the night. Stood beneath the glare of the street lights, he takes a long drag of a rolled cigarette interrogating each passing stranger with a stare blackened by swollen pupils, trying to ignore that inevitably this euphoria will fade. But their connection extends further than synthesised emotions sold on the streets of a city whose gutters are overflowing with cigarette butts and worn out sleeping bags. They sit for hours and reinvent the world to escape the adults they dread becoming and the children whose simplicity they wish to remember. It’s midnight on Friday, despite nearly suffocating in a mass of pseudo-friendships, they’re seeking fun together in secret hideaways (forests wet with rain or under that bridge, again).

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