Michael!Dean | Supernatural
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quirky alternatives to everyday insults (courtesy of william shakespeare):
villain, i have done your mother
thou lump of foul deformity
away, you three-inch fool!
you scullion, you rampallion, you fustilarian!
i am sick when i do look on thee
i scorn you, scurvy companion
methink’st thou art a general offence and every man should beat thee
more of your conversation would infect my brain
thou art a boil, a plague-sore
i do desire we may be better strangers
feel free to add any others!
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I am scared. Worried. Lonely. Because of you.
I know you are scared. worried. lonely. but not because of me.
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I love being called a "whore", there is something so vintage about it and it's pronounciation that turns me on.
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06.12.19 Manchester
“There’s a time for daring and there’s a time for caution, and a wise man understands which is called for.” - Dead Poets Society
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Inscription over the gate to the Grove Street Cemetery in New Haven CT. 2016
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dark light makes me feel infinite; the streetlight kind that peeks through sheer curtains at midnight, the natural dull clay-light of the sky at 4:58am, sitting in the shadows when the down lights are low in the next room, making tea in the kitchen with only the soft blue stove fire to barely light the immediate area; there is infinity in the near-total darkness, infinity with the hopeful almost-light.
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Green color appreciation post
Green was never one of my top colours but recently I've started to appreciate it more, it isn't bright and shiny like yellow asking you smile and be bright all the time or unsettled like blue, it's a perfect combination of both, like that friend who when you are sad, is with you, without saying anything, listening to you, quietly.
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mercury.
your surface is rough around the edges
but you’re soft to your core
venus.
who knew love and beauty
could also be so carnivorous?
you embody the two so well
earth.
to me, you are home
but why
do i still feel so homesick?
mars.
everything is red;
her nails, her lips, her screams
and now she’s drowning in the colors;
can’t wake up from this dream
jupiter.
i see you
in the darkest of times
i see you
saturn.
always remember, darling –
there isn’t a ring big enough
that could entitle anyone to thinking they own you
uranus.
cold is all you’ve known
but cold is not how they know you
neptune.
as storms whirl through
(and they will)
don’t forget what it was like
to feel peace
pluto.
i know you are small
but that doesn’t mean
you don’t matter
(cc, 2018)
part ii / part iii / part iv
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This all feels like one long fever dream
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This 1737 ancient history book once caught fire. It was closed tightly enough that, much like an unsplit log, no oxygen could reach the flames and they were snuffed out before the whole book could burn.
IG : saint.rouge
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will I ever belong
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London nights: quiet, dark buildings hold in their breath, streets shine with rain, strings of lights over an alley, the feeling of there being no one else in the world
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