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yeesiine · 5 months
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dumblr · 4 months
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shihlun · 5 months
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life-spire · 1 year
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See more drinks.
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eefrostpoetry · 1 year
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your face slowly fades from my mind soon there will be  a vast nothingness where you used to reside
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triplethreat77 · 3 months
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Manifestation, right? I fucking love handwritten letters, they are so unique, vulnerable, personal, can also be colorful, creative, fun. I become deeply bonded over handwriting, it exists in a beautiful silence where nothing else can compare.
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tobbogan-13 · 16 days
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does anyone else start making fonts when they're bored?
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enrapture · 3 months
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There’s something about hand written letters that’s so sweet & touching where people take their time make the effort putting their every little detail of thought on paper. To try to write it without a mistake or scribble to attempt at perfection and impressionable language, to share their heart with another. The doodles along the sides of the paper that go along with it as your mind got swept away with writing your feelings. the little details of the their handwriting to their signature to the folding of the sheet of paper collapsing on each other. To the smell of their cologne or perfume that encapsulates the letter so your own thought is them as your eyes view the paper. That’s all you can see is them and feel them. Thinking about how long it must’ve taken them to write it out. The vulnerability the honesty dripping off every word.
Beautiful absolutely beautiful and no one does these anymore.
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rebekah1213 · 4 months
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2024
After the 24th of this month, I’ll be down for a while as I’m getting carpel tunnel surgery. I am frustrated as I was 11,411 words short of my 600,000 word goal for 2023. https://rebekahquinne.wordpress.com/2023/01/ I did manage to write something everyday thanks to my boyfriend and writing partner. I love you and thank you my sweetie! I didn’t finish the projects, but I am currently finish a…
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Found on pinterest; not my photos!!
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luciferjeremywhite · 2 years
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dumblr · 1 year
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Not to be over dramatic or anything but the decline in popularity of hand written letters is one of the most disappointing decisions we have made as a modern society.
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Every morning I have a cup of coffee and a new porn bot follower on Tumblr.
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3turtl · 10 months
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Matthauspassion, J.S. Bach
"Komm, süsses Kreuz", Viola da Gamba score
Hand-written score :D
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covenawhite66 · 1 year
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Using specialized 3-D photography and digital imaging techniques, Hodgkinson and collaborators discovered the word “Eadburg” 15 times throughout the pages of the MS Selden Supra 30, a version of the New Testament’s Acts of the Apostles written in Latin.
They suspect the name may refer to an abbess who lived in Kent during the eighth century, as one particular Eadburg—the abbess of Minster-in-Thanet—likely had access to religious texts.
“Very few surviving early medieval manuscripts contain evidence of having been created, owned or used by a woman.
“Nunneries closed women off from the world, yet paradoxically gave them the possibility of independent intellectual lives."
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gsimpatico · 1 year
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i cant be i
casey jones--->i cant be loveless when i have loved less and love this mess i have confessed i am possessed and slightly impressed yet highly depressed while slightly obsessed by all i came to break in way of poetry and le crow it speaks from the cowing tree weights like anvils that handle the fates of my chosen speech spoken bleach spilled by my roaming feet find ways that reaven reason and wade the bleeden seasons and i say i pray why must we relate inflate and be ate by the hate i make with each mistake i relate to the begger that wagers it all on black, the dangers i flavor i may or may not lack but i be achen to awaken and be shaken to life like i was maken crude oil from strife or alcohol bacon from water to wine i mind this time so i wont want to be late for the aderol cake at the end of times the last supper the weeping willow rhymes raptured crimes so i matter know oh no  love is all that does so oh i be tasten love like shit platters dung that i captured only long enough to lung to choke upon to know it from the other horridly ever afters the beautifully morbid disasters its no fucking wonder i chase the slippery haste at which i free base my crazy ass into a lazy mass of chasing grass grow or blaming the past i sew as i collapse cuz i cant outlast the fast caboose on the last train out of here so i choose to loose the facts on tracks plotted up and down my curated nouns for the booze changes us all and loose brains on crack break wine whap  jut stall unable to disable but i cradle defined beasts i find peace only after the fact my heart implodes and reloads i react i dont find ease i impact i erode i give slack and hang back by the tight rope i counterattack and i transplant all i have into these little riddles of crap and twiddle the middle finger up high enough to linger before getting caught meager in the act i can, i cant! i am- i compact the trash like the story of my boring rip roaring life and past i laugh cuz this loveless raft this life of mine is for the birds that flap and spur the words to map each twist and turn i take flight and insight the worst of me for the world to see. how absurd crash and burn. its a curse you see wait your turn, i cant BE!
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