there's just nothing that beats being at home. the world will try to convince me i should be doing more and it's like yeah but im at home
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⋆ 𓏲 ゚ ☁️ ⟡ 🍂
𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 will be a wonderful month .. bringing us an abundance of happiness, love, healing energy, amazing opportunities, blessings, new experiences, good health, wealth and so much good news. great things are coming our way. sending cosy vibes and love, please accept
ꕀ ⠀⠀ 🤎 ⟡ 🍁 𑁯 ゚
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"snow on the beach" being the soundtrack of bellyconrad that winter, fight me
and it's like snow at the beach
weird but fuckin' beautiful
flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful
you wanting me tonight feels impossible
but it's comin' down, no sound, it's all around
like snow on the beach ....
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February. Take ink and weep,
write February as you’re sobbing,
while black Spring burns deep
through the slush and throbbing.
Boris Pasternak, 'February. Take ink and weep’ (via metamorphesque)
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Lockwood takes care of her wound for her and patches her up. Lucy helps him through his panic attack and snaps him out of it.
Besides the fact that they heal each other and all of the intimate touches involved (fingers lightly intertwined, him weaving his fingers through her hair while she cradles his neck and face etcetera), I also love the slight subversion of gender roles. It’s Lockwood who nurses Lucy, when usually it’s the other way around. At the same time it’s Lockwood who becomes emotional and suffers a panic attack while Lucy grounds him.
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im so exited!!!!! Lucy and Lockwood
waiting for tv series
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