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“I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is.”
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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“It’s hard when you miss people. But, you know, if you miss them it means you were lucky. It means you had someone special in your life, someone worth missing.”
— Nathan Scott
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The ADHD/ Autistic bookworm experience is sitting down to read a classic critically acclaimed novel only to end up reading a book with 300 reveiws that you found on kindle unlimited just because you liked the Synopsis better or it was closer to your special interest.
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People who don't hyperfixate will never know the slightly horrible, completely impossible-to-replicate feeling of being so intensely invested in something it possesses you, takes over your waking thoughts and rides some weird line between being excited, anxious, and stressed as hell while still being entirely some other beast.
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i've come to realize there are only two kinds of tragedies: preventable and inevitable. preventable tragedies are the kind where everything could have maybe worked out if only. if only romeo had gotten the second letter. if only juliet had woken up earlier. if only creon had changed his mind about antigone sooner. if only orpheus hadn't turned around.
inevitable tragedies are the kind where everything was always going to end terribly. of course macbeth gets deposed, he murdered his way to the throne. of course oedipus goes mad, he married his own mother. of course achilles dies in the war, he had to fulfill the prophecy in order to avenge his lover.
both kinds have their merits. the first is more emotionally impactful, letting the audience cling to hope until the very end, when it's snatched away all at once leaving nothing but a void. the second is more thematically resonant, tracking an inherent fatal flaw in its hero to a natural and understandable conclusion, making it abundantly clear why everything has to happen the way it does.
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“Nobody wants to hear this, but sometimes the person you want most, is the person you’re best without.”
— B.J
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He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Emily Brontë / Wuthering Heights
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ALLISON’S 'BRINGING THIS INSTAGRAM TREND TO VZ JUST BECAUSE I CAN'-GAME.
RULES: Blatant honesty and, this time around, you are not allowed to omit anything!
age: 26 (13.09.)
height: 1,75cm
shoe size: 8 (41)
zodiac sign: Virgo ♍️
children: none
tattoo(s): none
phobias: touches, people, height
favorite food: lasagne
favorite color: emerald green
favorite drink: coffee, black tea
favorite animal: cats, lions
relationship status: emotionally unavailable
favorite music: rock, punk, metal, indie (rock), alternative
tagged by: @the-heros-sidekick
tagging: @smellslikehoney @guardianofthekeys @imagineeden
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go on pinterest and type “your character's name + core” and post the first 9 results.
this is pretty accurate.
tagged by: someone, I just really wanted to try this.
tagging: @guardianofthekeys @smellslikehoney @the-heros-sidekick & everyone else who might want to try this! <3
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[ words by-Anne Dennish //Howling at the Moonby Darshana Suresh]
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Last year Odysseus had helped me. I touched the thought like a bruise, testing its ache. When he was gone, would it be like Achilles, wailing over his lost lover, Patroclus? I tried to picture myself running up and done the beaches, tearing at my hair, cradling some scrap of old tunic he had left behind. Crying out for the loss of half my soul.
Circe, Madeline Miller
Love that Song of Achilles Crossover.
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“i loved to sleep with the window open. rainy nights were the best of all: i would open the window and put my head on the pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak.”
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“We try so hard to hide everything we’re really feeling from those who probably need to know our true feelings the most.”
— Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday
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