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cerleansky · 2 years
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The legacies people leave behind in you.
My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.
I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.
I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.
I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.
I learned to love books because my father loved them first.
How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.
~Edit~
Yikes guys I didn’t expect this post to blow up.
I’m grateful it did though. Looking at all the comments and tags really takes a stab at my heart because it just shows how wired we are for connection. If life has any meaning, then it’s that.
This concept really sunk its teeth into me as it reassures the notion that no one is ever truly gone. Parts of them just change into you.
That teacher I talked about inspired me to become a teacher myself. This was my first year teaching. Here’s to a new generation of curved i’s.
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fairieicetea · 2 months
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you must be what the poets talk about
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shyam-kariya · 4 months
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"As for reading, I wish I had a magic door to a library where I could go in, read for days and days, and come back in the same minute I left. I'm still looking for the door." ―David Mitchell
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r4bbitdragon · 1 year
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its so funny that the plot of hades is just ‘zagreus is at his Fucking Limit and is going to raze hell about it’ while apparently his sister actually has a heroic quest to deal with
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withinthebrain · 4 months
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Intimate Trust
Crave, Whimper, Harder, please.
Tangle, Fistfuls, Hair like reins.
Grip, Choke, Ensnare my throat.
Intimate, Seductive, Unravel in pure trust.
Control, Command, Show no mercy.
Damn.
. . .
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Pine Trees collapse on the forest floor
Shooting stars fall to land at deaths door
Fingers break, never to write
And lies will fail to do what's right.
Trust in no one ("I'll trust you").
If a picture is worth a thousand words,
Will my cyphers truly be a memory?
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vanessa-xo · 2 years
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meeting you was one of the best things to ever happen to me. you showed me different. i know it sounds cliché but it was something i’ve never felt before, genuine happiness. my other half and best friend tied into one. it made me fall in love with you.
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theeofficialhabibi · 1 year
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Angel numbers
Guide book
🧖🏽‍♀️👼🏾
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elsaqqa · 11 months
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If you only care about how she looks, you'll lose her.
If you only care about her body, you'll lose her.
But if you adore her for the beauty of her spirit as opposed to her outward beauty, she'll offer you both her beauty and her body. Be truthful with her at all times.
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إذا كنت تهتم فقط بمظهرها ، فسوف تخسرها . إذا كنت تهتم فقط بجسدها ، فسوف تخسرها . ولكن إذا كنت تعشقها لجمال روحها بدلاً من جمالها الخارجي ، فسوف تقدم لك جمالها وجسدها.
كن صادقا معها في جميع الأوقات.
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tj-aesthetic · 2 years
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im planning on going to the public library cause i just feel like it. but first, i must get a coffee and make sure i look hot
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skittlebiscuit · 3 months
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cerleansky · 1 year
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My therapist was so real for saying the meaning of life is found in connection.
People hug their friends when they meet up and hug them a little tighter when it comes time to say goodbye. My grandfather rebuilt the broken rocking horse my grandmother had as a child, a gift from her father. There's an indescribable ache that goes along with seeing someone you used to know intimately, the becoming of a common stranger. Coincidences that bind, one time I got an uber and the driver used to live in my home before me. It was the last place he saw his father alive as a child and he nearly cried when I told him the walls were still the same colour.
Has anyone ever gotten over their childhood best friend? Is that alone not a testament to the fact we are more than blood and bones.
It's all about connection, friends.
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fairieicetea · 6 months
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I am adding river nymph to my list of favourite aesthetics
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shyam-kariya · 5 months
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Apur sansar (1959) - satyajit ray
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r4bbitdragon · 2 months
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NOT THE YUYA TAKAHASHI ANIME BOY KAMEN RIDER GATCHA GAME (????)
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withinthebrain · 4 months
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Roughly gentle, Fervent touch, Fingers tracing, Passion building. Softly sighing, Heartbeats pounding, Minds are whirring, Our souls in sync. Yearning sparks, A flame within, Burning brightly, Release sweet sin.
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