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mundane tasks like wiping down surfaces & folding the laundry can be spiritual practices and even blessings if we allow them to be

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Boss can i go home early some shit is happening in my fandom and im a pretty active person in the community so my presence is needed

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me when I see a mutual on the dash after they change their user

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having nauseating thoughts and feelings about the way buck kisses eddie. how he'll kiss him slowwwwly. top lip. bottom lip. both, but just barely a brush of their mouths until eddie is practically trembling against him, swaying forward unconsciously. chasing his heat, his light, his love. they're so close that when eddie whispers his name, buck can taste it before he leans in and kisses him properly. and then that's it. they'll never kiss another person again, not even just because they're in love and intend to be that way forever, but because no other kiss, no other mouth will ever taste and feel like this and they know it.

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playing, playing with the boys ♫

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JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS 1.08 | Unsaid Emily

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Some of the requests I got from you!

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Evan "Buck" Buckley 9-1-1 | Season 1, Part 2: Electric Boogaloo

Bonus: POV local firefighting trio cackle over your pathetic misfortune

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Meet Rupali Ingle

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#I'm not immune to lgbtq lighting

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Endless Eddie gifs 4/∞

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:)

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and I wouldn't marry me either, a pathological people pleaser who only wanted you to see her Taylor Swift, The Tortured Poets Department (2024)

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CLEAN x EVERMORE The Eras Tour - Singapore, Singapore

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Hey, what do you remember about getting shot?

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favourite 2024 albums → THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY by Taylor Swift

"An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time - one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it."