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archai9925 · 2 years
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how do people come to terms with people leaving not because something bad happened but because that's just how life is and you just know it will never be the same again and you know that your time with them has come to an end without a final word or goodbye. ive woven pieces of them to me in the way i talk or the drink i order because it was their favourite but how do you get rid of that dull ache that comes with this kind of loss
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archai9925 · 2 years
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I'm just like kafka. I can't write or anything, I'm just sad all the time
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archai9925 · 2 years
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They lived and laughed and loved and left.
Joanne Harris // Cecelia Ahern // Illustration by Cecile Richard // Rupi Kaur // Margarita Karapanou // Miranda July // Taylor Swift // T. R. Hummer // Richard Siken // James Joyce
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archai9925 · 2 years
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i think people ask their s/o if they would still date them if they were a worm, not in a clingy way, but in a kafkaesque, Gregor Samsa kinda way
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archai9925 · 2 years
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Sarah Perry, The Essence of Peopling
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archai9925 · 2 years
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— Alicia Cadilla, The Boy Who Sells Sweet Oranges/ Ocean Vuong, Notebook Fragments/ Mary Oliver, Oranges/ Nina La Cour, We are Okay
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archai9925 · 2 years
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my existence is just the sudden, overwhelming urge to do everything and yet not having it in me to get out of bed and do it
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archai9925 · 3 years
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why was Athena so mean to Arachne? a girlboss should support another girlboss
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archai9925 · 3 years
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when I die, all of you are allowed to frame me for any and all crimes you've commited
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archai9925 · 3 years
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“Death blowing bubbles,” 18th century. The bubbles symbolize life’s fragility. This plaster work appears on the ceiling of Holy Grave Chapel in Michaelsberg Abbey, Bamberg, Germany.
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archai9925 · 3 years
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im eating pomegranate seeds, not in a peasant kinda way but in a Persephone in the underworld knowing she's gonna make Hades her bitch kinda way
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archai9925 · 3 years
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a dog just walked up to me and I felt like the chosen one
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archai9925 · 3 years
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bro I just want to become the Prometheus of some species is that too much to ask for?
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archai9925 · 3 years
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that's it, it's time to go though a negative character development arc
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archai9925 · 3 years
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ngl I would make a cute murder victim. that's not a very easy look to pull off
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archai9925 · 3 years
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do you just have the sudden urge to eat the clouds
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archai9925 · 3 years
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god complex this, god complex that, honey, I'm god
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