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Okay two things…..
First….Karlie posting this with a clearly TTPD colour aesthetic AND includes the phrase “Welcome to NY”
🎶 And you can want who you want…..🎶
Second….Atticus posted this…..
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We are made of all those who have built and broken us.
Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild
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There'll be others...
*raise the glass*
To the others, all of them
Thomas Shelby
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We are made of all those who have built and broken us.
—Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild
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I worry there is something broken in our generation, there are too many sad eyes on happy faces.
— Atticus Poetry
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"I worry there is something broken in our generation,
there are too many sad eyes on happy faces."
- Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild (@silentroad )
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She wasn't scared to walk away, she was scared he wouldn't follow.
Atticus
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“My darling,
you will never be unloved by me
you are too well tangled in my soul.”
Atticus Poetry
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"When I first met you, I remembered you from a hundred different dreams. And there you were, for me to love all over again, for the very first time."
- Atticus, "The Truth About Magic" (pg. 48)
Romeo & Juliet | 1996
❤❤❤
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“We grow old chasing the truths we knew as children.”
Atticus
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Atticus, LVOE: Poems, Epigrams, and Aphorisms
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A little more on Sepia….
Came across this little gem in Atticus’s book LVOE. I know some people suspect Atticus could be Taylor which makes it impossible for me to read without an eye of suspicion. When this one came up I definitely wanted to share. Also note it’s from page 85…..good old Taylor math….8+5=13
TTPD could definitely end up being a happy-sad look backward
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Spoiler, we die in the end.
— Atticus
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"It always pays to dwell slowly on the beautiful things - the more beautiful the more slowly."
🌿 Atticus
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We drink the poison our minds pour for us and wonder why we feel so sick.
Atticus
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