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i haven't posted here literally in months and i dont plan to tbh but i saw that hetalia was trending and it filled me with nostalgia

#hetalia #maybe one day ill finish that fanfic

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Hello

hi

#im still here lol #just v inactive on tblr

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reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

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my brand is posting on tumblr every six months about how I've got my life back together and then realising it's not true and leaving for another six months

#d elete later

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“Of all the things I am not very good at, living in the real world is perhaps the most outstanding.”

— Anne Tyler, The Accidental Tourist (via ghostlashes-blog)

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anxiety + depression = being terrified that you're wasting the day and not making your life worthwhile but also being too exhausted to do anything about it and having 0 motivation

#tw anxiety #tw depression #haha im fine #just need to get past exams

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happy ides of march i suppose

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“We must have one love, one great love in our life, since it gives us an alibi for all the moments when we are filled with despair.”

— Albert Camus, Notebooks (1935-1942)

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anything i may post in the next few days will be exclusively abt the umbrella academy

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First you must understand that

I have lived here for a long time,

and there are cobwebs in most

corners, dust swept under carpets

that is not easily disturbed. You

set down your case (little puff of

matter dislodged) and open a

window. Solitude is untidy;

there’s the rooms I’m often in,

swept and ready to be seen-

then further down the hall, where

the lamps grow dim, peeling

wallpaper and the ghosts of feet

pressed here seldom. If you have

guessed correctly then most will

remain untouched. You will take

care not to trip on the piles

stacked at each doorway, guardians

of smeared ink and thoughts that

skirted capture on a page. Maybe

you will come to know these rooms

as well- the two of us dancing on

peripheries, not quite entering together,

nervous as moths that do not always

crave the light. No bonfires here. I

have packed boxes since there existed

things to put away and perhaps you

will help me order them some day. That

is the first rule; first, you must understand

this.

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im going to post a longish thing in a minute

#pls don't hate it uwu

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i love the sims but everything after creating them feels so empty… feel like a bored god who’s only hubris was thinking he could create something beautiful……

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everyone getting sad over the opportunity rover gives me a bittersweet sort of hope.

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“Her skin of sun and moon hues,”

— Eve Langley, from The Selected Poems of Eve Langley; “Native Born,”

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