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reblog and put in the tags the first thing in popular culture you think of when you read “the boys”

#Charlie Puth roasting The Backstreet Boys

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not sure who i love more than the mcmurrays

#Letterkenny

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So here is my amazing lovely detective Emma Langford ❤️❤️❤️❤️ I love her so much.

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#I'm crying #Look at my wife #Loving Emma Langford powerhour

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SO SOME ASSHOLE GOT HOLD OF MY PHONE AND CHANGE ALL MY CONTACT NAMES, ICONS AND RINGTONES TO THIS FUCKING THING

SO NOW WHENEVER I GET A CALL MY PHONE THINKS IT’S BEING ALL CUTE LIKE “it is a mystery” FUCK YOU MAN

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What do you have to say for yourself Travis Willingham?

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Heeeeey! So here is a bit of the pacific rim au! 👀👀👀 just “friendly” sparring.

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#Happy Kinktober to me! #Also fabulous job as always Gabs #poppy min sinclair #Playchoices #Queen B

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“Grief and rage - you need to contain that, to put a frame around it, where it can play itself out without you or your kin having to die. There is a theory that watching unbearable stories about other people lost in grief and rage is good for you - may cleanse you of your darkness.”

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

“Give me blood and rage and / a heart for horror; teach me to be / tough enough to face this world / still standing. Make a Fury of me.”

Elizabeth Hewer, from “Finding Ariadne” in Wishing for Birds

“Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.”

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

Mumford & Sons, “Lover’s Eyes”

“A wild longing for strong emotions and sensations seethes in me, a rage against this toneless, flat, normal and sterile life. I have a mad impulse to smash something, a warehouse, perhaps, or a cathedral, or myself,”

Herman Hesse, Steppenwolf

“…is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?”

Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“There is love in me the likes of which you’ve never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape.”

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

“We, hurt by ourselves, keen / to be hurters and keen / to be hurt back deep inside. / We, like weapons laid / beside anger asleep.”

Rainer Maria Rilke, The Poetry of Rilke; “Antistrophes” (tr. Edward Snow)

“…she did not allow herself tears. When she did cry, she would explain her tears in this way: ‘I am not weeping, I am bursting with rage.’”

Gabriella Fiori, from Simone Weil: An Intellectual Biography

“Isn’t all that rage so ugly? / And isn’t it mine, still? / Good god, isn’t it mine?”

Ashe Vernon, from “Buried,” Not a Girl

Ada Limón, from “The Good Fight”

“What are we made of but hunger and rage?”

Anne Carson, excerpt of To Compostela

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i hope nobody has done this yet

#The Boys

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It’s my birthday!! OwO/ I wanted to do something a little self-indulgent, so I put the time aside to draw a reference for Jesse’s new outfit in layers. 

He’s a triton raised by humans. 

(modesty blobfish is doing its best.) 

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(insp)

#Good Girls #Brio