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withastorytotell · 3 months
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You were yourself around me. You were the first time that someone spilled their mind and ranted about their life just for the sake of it. I loved listening to you. I don't think you understand how stupidly honourable it feels. I don't even know what to call it, what to call us. I take a picture with you and I fear that my desperation seeps through the cracks in my smile. I am afraid I might never see you again and I know we will never be the same again. There are sparkles on my hands.There are hearts in my eyes. I look at you like this, and how could you not know? How could you not know when I am bleeding with so much love for you? How could you not know that I love you?
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julyhighcry · 2 years
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oscar wilde / @art-creature / mikko harvey / richard siken / sue zhao / 8bitfiction / sandra cisneros / taylor swift / @bonemeadows / @jovialtorchlight
on almosts
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I actually thought someone could want me.
God, that was stupid.
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heart-songs · 4 months
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Halfway To a metaphor for Goodbye
Nose-deep in your flannel, fresh hit of spice from your neck, touch of menthol on your breath greeting the raw pink of my lungs, then turning the corner of my twice shy mouth, halfway between hello and—
We were always halfway, weren’t we? Halfway between parallel streets and glowing storefronts and cracked doorways me, half in you, half out my restless mind your wanderlust eyes halfway to the start of a beginning that never quite began
Never quite—save for that autumn afternoon when you folded into me, extra something in your gaze that soothed like tempered lips to fevered head I think I was halfway to loving you that day both our feet toeing the threshold, long shadows of us, kissing like lovers in dying millennial sun I think you were halfway to loving me back inside that stolen moment, we were curious observers vased under a sky of glass and roses
An entire season of blooming, and October roses are still the only ones I can’t seem to forget I think we were halfway to a metaphor that day
Sometimes the longest goodbye is the one we never say
- Cora Finch
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teaboot · 6 months
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BRUH a dude I know from work came in for the first time in months and I thought he looked different but couldn't figure out why?? So I asked if he'd changed his hair and he was like "BITCH I GOT TOP SURGERY"
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lucdoodle · 2 months
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thought that one Alastor scene would look cool in comic lettering, so i drew this
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meteorherd · 8 months
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saw someone refer to not knowing how to keep track of your money as "girl math" ......why are we in this weird era of treating women like idiots but repackaging it to sound cute and quirky. We All Need To Stop
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FUCK
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drops-of-universe · 9 months
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I need several hours of Quiet Time each day or i become the worst person alive
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marisatomay · 2 days
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You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me
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sirsheoth · 6 months
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I kiss you with tongue and as that happens I slide an ibuprofen in your mouth since you have a headache
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moncuries · 4 months
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guess what i watched on new years (a redraw kind of)
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silverfox66 · 8 months
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I adore this recent trend (if that's the right word) of letting an orchestra play classical music on a festival. It's magical to see thousands of festival-goers going absolutely wild on Beethoven. Mosh/circlepits, crowd surfing. It's wonderful to see the orchestra and the audience having the time of their lives.
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jonquilandlace · 3 months
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archibaldtuttle · 10 months
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I want to show you an actual training slide from my customer service job that I had to see yesterday.
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goldensunset · 6 months
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a real blorbo is someone you can both write a lengthy and serious/sad analysis on yet also constantly and i mean constantly make stupid jokes about
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