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saduboiss · 5 months
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sometimes I just get so sick and tired of fighting just to survive.
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topchomp · 9 months
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YOUNG & TRAGIC ⬤ // a sad, sad nona playlist
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incognito-melancholia · 4 months
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"Act my age? What the fuck is that, "act my age"? What do I care how old I am? The Ocean is old as fuck. It will still drown your ass with vigor."
- The greatest thing i have ever read
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nohh-r · 9 months
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somerandomdudelmao · 1 year
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admit it, you like to hurt us you sadist
Well, according to numbers in my blog stats, you guys like it a lot more
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wrixie · 5 days
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🍒 FIRST ELIMINATION | CHERISHING CHERRY
The first elimination has arrived...
The sim with the highest relationships with Cherry is Julian!
Behind Julian is Nikolas and then Terrance!
Who will be marked safe and who will end up going home today?
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drarrily-we-row-along · 2 months
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Hey friends. I always promised that I would write a disclaimer if I ever wrote something sad. So here is that disclaimer: this is sad. Harry is also experiencing some internalized “ace-phobia”, if you will. Just really struggling to believe that being ace is ever enough in a relationship with someone who is not. Yes, the author is hardcore projecting on the poor character.
“I’m sorry,” Draco said, and it sounded sincere, even Harry could hear the ring of truth to it over the splintering sound of his heart. “I just,” Draco swallowed, looked down at the glass in his hands, “I think living alone would be what’s better for me right now.”
Harry nodded, shoving down the emotions, pushing back the hurt, the yearning, as he forced a smile, “no. For sure,” he said, keeping his voice light, pushing every ounce of happy-for-you-undertone that he could. “Yeah. You have to do what’s best for you,” he agreed, and he meant it, even though it hurt the way that it hurt when you sliced open your foot on a piece of glass; sudden and sharp, terribly painful in its unexpectedness.
“It’s not you,” Draco said, reaching across the table and squeezing Harry’s hand, giving him a smile and Harry wondered what the other man could see on his face. “It’s not that I don’t want to live with you,” he said.
He nodded, “right. I get it.”
“And you can come over all the time, we can have a movie night whenever we want since I won’t have Pansy and Blaise to worry about.”
“Yeah,” he said, smiling. Smiling, smiling, smiling. Please Godric, let it be enough that Draco can’t see past it. “Yeah. That sounds great,” he agreed.
“Dinner once a week,” he promised, “and we can cook together!”
He nodded, plastering the smile even harder to his face, “I’d love that,” he said. Not as much as he would have loved doing the shopping together, and cooking together in their shared space but… best not to think about it.
“I love you too much to live with you,” Draco said, like that made any sense at all.
“Yeah,” he said, pushing down the tears threatening to spill, heart throbbing in his throat. “I love you too,” he said. Not too much, he thought, more than his body could hold sometimes but not so much that he couldn’t live with the other man.
“I’m sorry,” Draco said again.
And Harry wanted to make up a lie, wanted to tell Draco he had another appointment or something, but Draco was his best friend. More than that, Harry had thought. They’d started planning a life together; he’d told Draco everything, given him his entire heart. Draco had said that he wanted Harry forever too. Harry’s worked so hard to actually believe him. But that was probably just the mixed signals that Harry sent, confusing everyone that he loved because he couldn’t love them in the way that they wanted. “Don’t be. I still have Ron and Hermione.”
“You could try living alone too,” Draco offered, and Harry knew it was because of the conversations they’d had, about how hard it could be living with people who were in love. About how alone Harry felt even when he was in the same room as them sometimes.
He knew Draco was trying to offer a good solution, “nah,” he said, aiming for casual and hoping that he hadn’t missed the mark by as much as it felt like he had. “I don’t do well on my own. It’s okay. I’m okay,” he assured.
“Okay,” Draco said, giving him a little smile. “I toured an apartment today.”
“Oh,” he said, “tell me about it!” And he let himself get lost in Draco’s joy, lost in how excited he was for his own adventure.
“And it just feels right, you know?” Draco asked when he finished describing his viewing.
“I’m really glad,” he said, genuinely because he loved Draco. Loved him with his entire heart and wanted what was good for him. But he couldn’t say he understood. He couldn’t. Because all Harry wanted was to be able to come home to Draco at the end of the day. All Harry wanted was someone to sit on the sofa with and eat dinner with. He wanted to be able to take care of Draco, to love him on his hard days and to listen to his stories. Harry wanted a place to come home to where he could just shut off the facade, could just be Harry.
But they didn’t want the same things. That was clearer now than it had ever been. Someday, Draco was going to get married. Someday, he’d fall in love with someone else, someone who could love him the same way, someone whose body wasn’t broken, someone who’d want to have sex with him. Someday, he’d meet someone who could be enough, who would have the capacity to accept the love that Draco felt like was too much for Harry.
And Harry wouldn’t deny him that. He wouldn’t stand in the way. It didn’t matter that Harry loved Draco with everything that he had, with all that he was, in every way that he was capable of loving another human. It wasn’t enough.
It hadn’t ever been before Draco. It had been foolish to believe that could have changed.
How could he have hoped that it might be now? How could he have let himself dream that he might ever be enough for the best person he knew?
He loved Draco more than anything, so he did the only thing that he knew how to do.
He loved him with every beat of his bruised and bloodied heart. Harry set aside his own needs, his own wants, his own desires and loved Draco in the way that he needed and not in the way that Harry wanted. Harry set aside his hopes, and dreams, the plans they’d made together and begged his heart to be happy for the other man.
Be good, he begged himself. Be kind.
Love was sacrifice. How could he have let himself forget?
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casasupernovas · 11 months
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Snape is such a tragic character. Got the one person who showed him kindess and brought his joy murdered. Became the thing he absolutely despised - a bully. And found out the one thing that could redeem himself - keeping the son of the woman he loved alive - could never be fufilled, doomed from the moment he told his Master the prophecy.
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abissolunare · 1 year
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e fa male tenersi tutto dentro, ma a volte è l’unico modo che hai per sopravvivere.
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I want someone who can't keep their hands off me, I want someone who rests their arm on my shoulder, want someone who keeps their arm round my waist when we're walking to guide me. Someone that squishes my face just because they can, holds my hand even when we're doing nothing, that lets me cling to them like a little starfish whenever. Someone who wants to be as close to me as I want to be to them
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saduboiss · 4 months
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I am nothing but a burden
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6flyingosprey6 · 2 months
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I hope everyone knows that, come Monday, it will be Doied fighting for Pepito’s life.
Not Roier
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incognito-melancholia · 3 months
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a1m05t-en0ugh · 1 month
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I fell in love with someone I shouldn’t have
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caitlynmeow · 2 months
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oh for SURE. cass is like… masculine fem and it’s fucking hot as hell. it’s her vibes and a bit of the way she dresses. dani strikes me as a bit tomboyish as well but in a totally different way because baby is pretty girly overall i feel. def different from cass but at the same time she probably got it from her in the first plaaace sob. babies…
oh dani for sure gets a lot of inspiration from her big sister! cass has a huge influence on her and she's not aware bless her wild soul. but back to the main point, yes i do agree with you bc dani is also somewhat tomboyish but not in the same sexy way as cass she's more on the cute side than anything
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mochixkisses · 3 months
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i'll kiss you with honeyed lips, but my bite will fill your mouth with venom. i'll be the poison in your veins and turn your blood into ichor. your heart will rot in your ribcage, and i'll eat you from the inside out.
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