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mournfulroses · 6 months
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Gabriela Mistral, from The Selected Poems of Gabriela Mistral; "Poem of the Son,"
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thoughtkick · 1 year
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I will surround you with a love too deep for words.
Mumford & Sons
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quotefeeling · 11 days
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I will surround you with a love too deep for words.
Mumford & Sons
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amicus-noctis · 1 month
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“…Many things interested her, and nothing satisfied her entirely.” ― Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Sons
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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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The roses kept breathing in the dark.
Theodore Roethke, The Lost Son and Other Poems; from ‘The Lost Son’
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thensson · 5 months
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Ivan the Terrible and his Son, Ilya Repin || Cassandra Clare || The Stream of Life, Clarice Lispector || Saint Catherine Drinks the Blood of Christ, Francesco Vanni
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emptyportrait · 22 days
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𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗧𝗬𝗖𝗛 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧
gif credit: @lukearys & @gameofthronesdaily ; The death of Jacaerys and Vermax Artwork by Tomasz Jedruszek
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range-listen-real · 2 days
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reason-chair · 6 days
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jojo-the-bird · 2 months
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I butcher every version of myself and wrap her in my arms afterwards, whispering comforting words I’ll never hear. I hold her head in my hands as I rock myself back and forth. It’s for the better, I’ll be better for you, it’s ok. It’s going to be okay.
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unalteredgraces · 1 year
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aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe by benjamin alire sáenz // father and son dancing by brian kershisnik // the pain scale by eula biss // the last of us part II // folding a five-cornered star so the corners meet by li-young lee // x //  funeral by phoebe bridgers // trista mateer 
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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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For whom were you made, sweetness I cannot touch? 
Theodore Roethke, The Lost Son and Other Poems; from ‘The Long Alley’
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wondertwinsenthusiast · 4 months
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Think about Dick Grayson, such a loyal and loving person, having to leave Bruce and Gotham so many times over the years. Whether Bruce pushed him away once more, or maybe he just felt so sick he just had to leave. Sometimes nobody's at fault, it just happens. People drift away, and maybe Gotham was never truly his hometown anyway.
They'll never be 9 and 25 again, each other's whole world.
They say you never love anything the way you love your first child. Bruce will forever miss the little boy he took in, with great fear and greater love. He misses the little ball of sunshine that was shaking his chandeliers and rocking his world.
They say the firstborn ages with their parent, that the two are maturing together. Dick will forever miss the man who wrapped his jacket around him and told him it'll be okay when he was sobbing on the circus floor. He misses Bruce's soft smile, the one he had when there were fewer wrinkles, white hairs, and all sorts of aches.
The persistent heartache that it is to love and to be loved by Bruce Wayne. The pain of having to be the one who leaves first.
Tiktok slideshows are going to be the end of me.
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babygirl-but-a-boy · 5 months
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Recall the tale of Icarus.
Choose to be Icarus.
Linda K. Hughes, Text and Subtext in "Merlin and the Gleam", p.166 /// Alfred Tennyson, Merlin and the Gleam /// BBC Merlin, The Last Dragonlord (2x13) /// Natalie Wee, Patroclus Dreaming /// Hozier, I, Carrion (Icarian) /// BBC Merlin, The Wicked Day (4x03) /// @pencap, Please, Let Him Be Happy /// BBC Merlin, The Disir (5x05) /// Hozier, I, Carrion (Icarian) /// BBC Merlin, The Diamond of the Day: Part 2 (5x13) /// Natalie Wee, Patroclus Dreaming /// Alfred Tennyson, The Passing of Arthur /// BBC Merlin, The Diamond of the Day: Part 2 (5x13) /// Hozier, I, Carrion (Icarian) /// Alfred Tennyson, Merlin and the Gleam /// Natalie Wee, Patroclus Dreaming
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rosemaryshrub · 8 months
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you ever think too hard
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