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am I bad? or mad? or wise?
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I need to find a group of thirty year old losers in my city that love science fiction, don't want to have kids and enjoy dancing on the weekends.
#i cant with my friends right now#they need to like bad bunny and respect taylor swift#those are my no negotiable#tonterías
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ocs!eddie always.
“Sweetheart,” he mumbles, shoulder bumping yours where you sit up against the wall on your bed in your studio apartment, “Babydoll, put your glasses on.”
You don’t realize it, but you’ve been squinting at the TV for the better half of five minutes.
“You’re gonna give yourself a headache,” he says matter of factly while you get on all fours to reach to your bedside table for your frames.
“You give me a headache,” you mumble with a laugh, sliding the wire rims onto your face. You settle back next to him, his tattooed hand sliding over your thigh.
“Hm?” he quirks, one brow raising with his dimples on full display, “I what?”
“You. Give me. A headache,” you annunciate slowly, getting closer to his face with each word. He grins the same boyish grin you’ve come to love, his slightly overgrown facial hair bristles against you while you get close to his lips.
“I dunno about that, Peach,” he grizzles out, noses brushing, “Think I’ve cured a headache or two.”
“Hmm,” you consider, “Maybe.”
Eddie leans forward, sealing you together with his lips. Gentle and sweet, not wanting to go further than a few soft kisses while you’re wrapped up watching TV.
“Did I ever tell you how much I like these on you?” He asks against your lips, kissing your cheek before pulling away just slightly to look you over. The reflection of the TV glitters in his brown eyes, reflecting off his own frames.
“You tell me all the time,” you smile.
“I do, don’t I?” he laughs. You settle under his arm, back to snuggled up.
After a while your gaze ticks up at him, “You’re right, I can read the subtitles better now.”
“Yeah,” he nods, a sweet kiss on your forehead, “Bet you can, four eyes.”
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Excerpt from Refusing Compulsory Sexuality: A Black Asexual Lens on Our Sex-Obsessed Culture by Sherronda J. Brown.
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my life can't be that bad if I have access to free beer everyday, right?
#and ceviche!#whatever#I'm winning#drinking beer and daydreaming about Juan Pablo Isaza?#im good#tonterías
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MONKEY MAN (2024) dir. Dev Patel
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I got cursed like Eve got bitten ✌️
where are the thirty something girlies that will be listening to the tortured poets department on friday and thinking about their wasted potential?
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I do think more people need to be freaks like why are you trying to be normal? We are all gonna die you might as well be a freak about it
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I have a meeting in six hours but taylor swift wrote a bridge that made me cry so I need to think about that for a while
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I heard that bisexual bitches who were ruined by catholicism are loving this one ✌️
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It’s a 2am surprise: The Tortured Poets Department is a secret DOUBLE album. ✌️ I’d written so much tortured poetry in the past 2 years and wanted to share it all with you, so here’s the second installment of TTPD: The Anthology. 15 extra songs. And now the story isn’t mine anymore… it’s all yours. 🤍
https://taylor.lnk.to/ttpd-theanthology
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"And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted"
I need wines, do you have wines?!
The Tortured Poets Department. An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time - one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.
And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.
THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT is out now.
https://taylor.lnk.to/thetorturedpoetsdepartment
#why am i still working?#let me go home and cry to this#i also need to listen to this in peace and not hear whatever the internet has to sah about it#this is between me and her#taylor swift
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