They will be together forever and ever.
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Dazai: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate or manwhore our way out of it this time.
Chuuya, cracking his knuckles: Manslaughter it is.
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doodle dump for another crossover au i had in mind ever since i drew suegiku as shinogiyu
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dazai as kanae kocho
kunikida as kyojuro rengoku
odasaku as gyomei himejima
higuchi as mitsuri kanroji
gin as iguro obanai
kenji as inosuke hashibara
akutagawa as genya shinazugawa
chuuya as sanemi shinazugawa
sigma as rui
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“I will not beg you for your time or try to convince you to choose me, the world is too big and I have too much to offer.”
— Unknown
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it's always "ily" but never "iucbity"
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Adam: I WANT A DIVORCE
Tadashi: WE'RE NOT EVEN MARRIED???
Adam: AND WHOSE FAULT IS THAT?!?
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with every person, you’ll discover a new kind of love. you’ll have so many soulmates. you’ll meet so many people you care about in amazing ways.
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hello this is my favorite video ever please please
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“The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.”
— Juliette Lewis
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this is not self harm,
this is healing.
this blade has caused me no pain,
the cuts on my arms and thighs
have made me better (purer).
i don't hate myself anymore–
no, there's no hatred,
(my head is so full of thoughts
and empty at the same time)
i don't hate the people
who have driven me to this point.
i don't hate those who have
neglected me and tossed my love aside.
why? i— am incapable of hatred.
(this is not self harm,
this is healing.)
self harm was staying up
late at night for a text back.
self harm was asking for you to stay
a few more minutes when you'd be leaving.
self harm was thinking about scenarios
that were too good to be true.
self harm was imagining how
your body would feel against mine.
self harm was believing you
when you said you won't leave.
self harm was whispering your name
like a prayer while breaking down.
self harm was missing the sound
of your voice when you said my name.
self harm was clinging onto
the remnants of what we once had.
all of that was self harm, not this.
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Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems : 1965-1975
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