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rococobean · 5 days
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- Vincent Van Gogh
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rococobean · 9 days
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Luck I by Joy Sullivan
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rococobean · 12 days
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What's a character you were super into when you were like 12?
Oh my god, such a good question. 12 year old my was a fucking VORACIOUS reader, but the first thing that comes to mind is Artemis Fowl. Fam, I thought he was the absolute shit
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rococobean · 14 days
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rococobean · 15 days
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I hope Nael knows their poem made me cry
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rococobean · 21 days
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When Everything Everywhere All at Once said “The only thing I do know is that we have to be kind. Please, be kind, especially when we don’t know what’s going on" 
When the Good Place said “Why choose to be good every day when there is no guaranteed reward now or in the afterlife… I argue that we choose to be good because of our bonds with other people and our innate desire to treat them with dignity. Simply put, we are not in this alone.” 
When Jean-Paul Sartre said ”‘Hell is other people’ is only one side of the coin. The other side, which no one seems to mention, is also ‘Heaven is each other’. Hell is separateness, uncommunicability, self-centeredness, lust for power, for riches, for fame. Heaven on the other hand is very simple, and very hard: caring about your fellow beings.“
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rococobean · 22 days
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Where I'm From, George Ella Lyon
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rococobean · 23 days
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And why?
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rococobean · 24 days
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the impossible return
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rococobean · 27 days
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rococobean · 29 days
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As far as animals to be afraid of, deer rank pretty low. From afar, a deer is harmless certainly. Docile, wide eyes, silent staring before they bound away. But if you’ve ever been up close, that likely means you’ve found one trapped. Wounded maybe. Only then will you realize what fear does to a prey animal. If you wander too near, the acrid smell of desperation and deadly will to live is pungent in each flare of its nostrils. Then all of a sudden that deer seems much bigger, and fiercer, and you really ought to back away, but your brain works slower than its instincts, and you’re about to discover that hooves are like rocks and like knives, and those legs are longer and your head is closer than you would ever like. And for a split second, you, apex predator, will understand prey-fear.
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rococobean · 30 days
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To all my darlings, and the ones I'll never know.
By @themararosa on twitter
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rococobean · 1 month
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Care in their caress
through pain pricked fingers.
Love in the weaving
of comings and goings
Pas de deux He was a mortician. She was a seamstress. They wove stories of coming and going. All the unanswered, the unclaimed, the unknown became secondary. There was a lot of rain across a parched earth and they only saw relief of the end of a dance. But one dance leads on to another and another. The joy is in the twists, the dips always righted.
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rococobean · 1 month
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Well that is my belief, so thank you for creating something so touching ❤️
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"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet." - Emily Dickinon - Not my belief honestly but it worked for the picture lol.
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rococobean · 1 month
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Sanded by Kara
Daydreaming of the sea again Sitting on its sore shore Waves like a collar and chain Flowing with your tide As the moon nears the floor Devoted to its own time
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rococobean · 1 month
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April Prompts - 4/14 Smiling - @creativepromptsforwriting text version below (click on keep reading)
Smiling by Kara
I've a papercraft smile Pasted on with hotglue Cut with a technique Of perfected disarmament Hand stuck to my hilt At the ready yet shaking Then I met your smile You must've noticed the snips The jagged appearance of my mouth Caught up in the curl of your lips My body went still Ripped off the paper Learning I've forgotten How to smile
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rococobean · 1 month
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Perfect nightmare
Here they come into my perfect castle, eating up the walls of clay. Digging into it with teeth and muscle, making holes with sharpened nails. The dark night predators in shiny armor are coming deep inside of me. And now they're stealing all my power, taking everything I have to give. But it's their eyes that's magnetizing and their voices hypnotizing, I don't dare to wake up from this perfect nightmare
written by sadeast
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