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family <3
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hoodie thief and his dog friend
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sirius and regulus, the most beautiful stars in the night sky.
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moony, padfoot, wormtail, and prongs.
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Sirius having his eyes closed and Remus looking at him whilst they kiss.
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red lips and rosy cheeks !
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“I tell him to forget me. I dislike this warmth, I am not good, I do not strive for it. I am quiet, unmerited bleak. I am tragic and the sky appears red. I am passionate, of course: I kneel. I tear at the floorboards. I am dirt / my life is smoke,”
— Camille Rankine, from Incorrect Merciful Impulses; “Wilt”
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― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart…]
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— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
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“I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Laura Riding Jackson, from “The Spring Has Many Silences”
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Hey December, guess I’m feeling unmoored.
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F. Scott Fitzgerald // Charles Bukowski
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