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#poetry#dark academia#poets on tumblr#poemsociety#poets corner#dead poets society#poem#my poetry#new poets society
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#poetry#dark academia#poets on tumblr#poemsociety#writers#love poem#dead poets society#original poem#poem#new poets society#poets corner#writers on tumblr#writers and poets#my poem#my poetry#music
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Playlists Part 5
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#my playlist#chill playlist#spotify playlist#spotify#music#concept playlist#love playlist#gaming#gaming music
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LOVE AS VIOLENCE VS LOVE AS SOFTNESS
Ada Limon, The Good Fight // Mary Oliver, West Wind // Danez Smith, Bare // Sappho, Fragment 58.25-26 // Mitski, I Don’t Smoke // Ashe Vernon // Hozier, Cherry Wine // Shauna Barbosa, GPS // Richard Siken, Little Beast // Chen Chen, Summer [The sunflowers fall…] // Warsan Shire // Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
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― Virginia Woolf, A Passionate Apprentice: The Early Journals, 1897-1909
[text ID: I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people.]
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why did things stop being art deco. what happened where did we go wrong
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I don't have a dream job. I want to be a fairy and sleep in a tulip
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‘I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.’
Quotes: Maggie Stiefvater, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Haruki Murakami, V.E. Schwab, Fernando Pessoa, Clarice Lispector, N.M. Sanchez | Artwork by Holly Warburton
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New Playlists <3
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“(…) We are bent over in a bad light. We are sewing a last sight of shore. We are sewing coffin ships, and the salt of exile. And our own death in it. (…)”
— Eavan Boland, from In A Bad Light in “In A Time Of Violence”
(via adrasteiax)
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CAUSE EVERY TIME WE TOUCH I GET THIS FEELING
EVERY TIME WE KISS I SWEAR I COULD FLY
CAN’T U FEEL MY HEART BEAT FAST, I WANT THIS TO LAST
NEED YOU BY MY SIDE
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for some reason the most romantic thing i can think of is someone saying your name. the way it’s supposed to be said. early in the morning. late at night. mouth full of food. a whisper. in sob. in laughter. stuttering. idk there’s something about it that means more to me.
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