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cirrus-ghoulette · 3 months
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A Personalised Prime Mover Proposal Letter from Papa to You!
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Have you ever wanted a letter from Papa Emeritus? What about one better, a proposal letter from Papa Emeritus?
This personalised letter comes from the Papa (or Cardinal!) of your choice. The recipient's name on the letter, along with the gender of the petnames within the letter, can be changed to suit you.
The letter comes within a black, handwritten envelope, sealed with a Grucifix wax seal. When dispatched, the letter is placed inside a mailer envelope to protect it during transit.
If you would like a letter, you can view the listing on my Etsy here!
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pridesobright · 1 year
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FAITH IN THE FUTURE by Louis Tomlinson · part i - part ii
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euryvices · 2 months
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unsent memo from slightly unloved child to reader
this may not even be poetry. scratch that, it cannot be poetry. I don't know what im typing, really. it's late and im dreaming. do you ever think about pillow cases? all that effort that goes into putting them on and taking them off, and they still get dirty. they still rip.
when I was in love, terribly so, I took off his pillowcase and fashioned it around my head. flirting, do you like how pretty I look? in your pillowcase? he would laugh his ugly laugh, and the light would beam into us from the window he hated closing.
I am relearning so much. how to love myself, how to hate myself. dear reader, don't you think it's funny how love is an end-all? everyone says death is the end, but it isn't. not really. love is. love is the main factor, the deciding force. love is the reason death aches, death's lover is love itself. I think about that pillowcase often. about how love often feels like death, but softer. kinder. my hands shake when I sleep too long. somewhere in my house that pillowcase is still there.
sometime, golden sunlight is pouring into his house and I am not afraid of getting left behind (for death to find me) forever.
sometime, I am still terribly in love and wearing a pink flamingo patterned pillowcase on my head.
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scribblersobia · 5 months
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Do you ever think about me, and if yes, then what do you think about me? Do you wonder how I look and what is the color of my eyes? And, have you ever looked at the moon and thought about me like I do? Does the darkness of night seem like the shadow of my hair to you? Does the morning sun smile at you like I smile when I think about you? Have you also imagined our first meeting like I have? And, have you ever created our ''happy life'' image in your mind, where we both are drenching and dancing in the rain, where at the end of the day, I lean on your shoulder, and we are talking about our day, where you don't leave a chance a kiss my forehead and where we have love and only love to share? Love, do you ever think about me?
To the love, I haven't met yet.
@scribblersobia
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el-im · 1 year
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see the original piece here
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qalbtalk · 5 months
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The first 💌 is now live. You can read it at the link above. It is written in Urdu script and Roman Urdu and includes an audio recording if you prefer to listen rather than read.
An excerpt:
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daily-sirius-gibson · 1 month
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Day 91: my keyboard is struggling and I can’t name this what I want to
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 4 months
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god i love my friends. shout out to people who love their friends. this is a post for friend lovers
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pridesobright · 1 year
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LOUIS TOMLINSON • DISCOGRAPHY
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itsbrucey · 4 months
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Big fan of sun motifs in characters not necessarily being about positivity and happiness and how they're so " bright and warm" but instead being about fucking brutal they are.
Radiant. A FORCE of nature that will turn you to ash. That warmth that burns so hot it feels like ice. Piercing yellow and red and white. A character being a Sun because you cannot challenge a Sun without burning alive or taking everything down with them if victorious.
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el-im · 10 months
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qalbtalk · 4 months
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tehreer se iqtibaas
بات کرتے بلکل یہ محسوس نہیں ہوتا تھا کہ ہماری پروریش دو الگ ممالک میں ہوئی۔ اکثر محمد رفیع کی غزلوں اور لتا کی سروں سے واقفیت انہیں کی بدولت ہوتی۔ ان کے خطوط کے ذریعےمیں نے کئی ممالک کی سیر کی۔ میری کیئ شاعروں سے ملاقات ہوئی۔
baat karte yeh bilkul mehsoos nahi hota tha k humari parwarish dou alag mumalik main huwi. aqsar muhammad rafi ki ghazloon aur lata k suroon se wakfiyat unhi ki badolat hoti. unke khatoot k zariye maine kayi mulkoon ki sayr ki. meri kayi shayaroon se mulaqaat huwi.
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and-corn · 1 month
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shoutout to the "foolproof" bread recipe I fucked up entirely for inspiring this
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