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you have to stop biting the hand that feeds you. go for the neck

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it’s always “i can’t believe you fucked in the cemetery” and “you really fucked a vampire on top of his grave?” and never How was fucking a vampire on his grave. was it fun and romantic. it seems fun and romantic

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Bitches will find a fictional man attractive and then immediately imagine him in situations where he is losing alarming amounts of blood

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life actually gets better when you leave the house consistently btw like im serious

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“Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12. After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine, and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys, five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses, walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these shapes.”

— Percy Bysshe Shelley on the lifestyle of Lord Byron (via timemarauder)

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if you've ever used the London Underground you might have noticed that it often gets uncomfortably hot. the reason for this is actually that its builders dug too greedily & too deep and as a result the trains are very close to the fires of hell. hope that helps.

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I think being a shapeshifter would fix me

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personally if i were an artist and teenage girls happened to gravitate towards my art i would consider that the highest fucking honour imaginable

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Nothing gives the same kind of random ego boost like managing to finally clean up your home and making it nice. Like ooh look at me, I'm living like people do, I made myself iced tea and I am eating my snack from a real plate. I got floors and shit.

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the phrase "why? well, it's a sex thing for me" is always on the tip of my tongue and one of these days it's going to slip free with catastrophic consequences

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i'm such a big fan of laios using being well fed as proof that he's serious. like there's so many techbros & etc who will use not eating breakfast as proof that they're productive & just in general, the idea of being "too busy to eat" is getting more common (which is exactly what toshiro is doing here!) but laios is like. no. i'm so serious about this i'm thinking about what comes next. i'm so serious about this i'm making sure my body can do everything it can when i need it.

the fact that everyone in the party took care of themselves & carefully planned out their route & when they'd take breaks is what made them so successful. they always made sure to understand their limits

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hey man I found a piece of your soul stuck in the text messages of old friends you don’t speak to anymore. do you want it back

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“I spoke to you of otherworldly things,”

— Alexander Blok, tr. by Boris Jakim, from Poems of Sophia; “To You,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue