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hey guys i’m gonna log out of here for the moment but will be back on my other blog @howxgorgeous if u wanna follow<3 take care
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May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude [ID in alt text]
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You can only reblog this today.
#D':#likehnhugrhreg itwasnt super isay thru violent sobs curhled up in the corner of a dining room aspeople suyrround me n ask if im losing my#mind(the answers yes)#hugs to u all in these terrible times#my dearest i feel we cannot go through another of those terrible timesiMSORRY FUCKSDFUERH#LIKEWHY THAT GOING THRU MY HEAD RN VIRGINIA ..........#sighs pathetically
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— March 8, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries
#oh franz ……….. :( ur so real#ithink abt jumping off of very tall somthings ……….#he’s kind of taylor core#imkiddingimsorry i love u franz imsorry for ur misery i get u bro been there xx#franz kafka#words
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U+I
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sylv dood
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— Speaking Tree, Joy Harjo
[text ID: I carry a yearning I cannot bear alone in the dark—]
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Picnic at Hanging Rock, 1975, dir. Peter Weir
#reblogging in honouyr of another ttpd announcement ........#mysteriouys women in white linen written w the most beautiful n achey prose#corset train forever famous#australia street
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A baby linnet and newborn kitten were saved from hunger and malnutrition and nursed back to health by two convicted murderers at Folsom State prison. "The cat and bird live in the prison's print shop in complete harmony." 1936. Source.
#ohmgygod#starts singing along to johnny cash live from folsom prison whilst violently sobbing#iVE GOTTTWNTY MORE MINUTES TO GOOOOObefore i kms bc this is makingme wanna weep forever#my absolute achey love for tiny creatures n the kindess humans can showthem n the bond we form bc THYRE JUST LIVIN LIKE US !!!!!#:')))))#oooooof#cats#photographs
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Chatter: George is gonna fail
Dream: I don’t… all is know is realistically he’s a fucking titan and his controls are him. He can easily crush (laughs) crush me so I don’t imagine that’s how it’s gonna go
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Like we just live really beautiful lives i think
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indulging in that good shitttt
#OHHHHH THIS IS EVERYTGHING !!!!!#N HE GOT THAT LITTLE BLUSHY !!!!#my lovelies :'))#dreamie#fanart#awesam
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sweater weather
dnf fic, 1.6k, one shot, general, ao3 link [Established Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst With a Happy Ending, Fluff]
A cry escapes George’s lips. “Dream—”
Dream brings George closer, holds his face in two large palms. “Tell me when you’re hurting, sweetheart,” he whispers thickly, “and I can try help.”
George shakes his head. “No,” he says, weepy, “‘s’too much—”
“Never,” Dream says. He holds George’s gaze. “You’re never too much—nothing you ever feel is ever too much.”
[Or, The tide brings in old feelings, and George feels the ache.]
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he sniff
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