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nothing will ever be as beautiful to me as an entire theater full of teenagers and grown ass adults shrieking their asses off when andrew garfield appeared on the screen during no way home and then the same theater full of teenagers and grown ass adults shrieking their asses off AGAIN once tobey maguire appeared as if that wasn’t the logical conclusion to andrew’s appearance
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There is a time in life when you expect the world to be always full of new things. And then comes a day when you realize that is not how it will be at all. You see that life will become a thing made of holes. Absences. Losses. Things that were there and are no longer. And you realize, too, that you have to grow around and between the gaps, though you can put your hand out to where things were and feel that tense, shining dullness of the space where the memories are.
— Helen Macdonald, H is for Hawk
Buster is a true advocate for confidence and self love
i pray you heal from things no one ever apologized for
her (2013)
“It was good for a while, being empty. I didn’t hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.”
— Myra McEntire, Hourglass
“Suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years ago? What would she think of me now?”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
gordon ramsey: is the food good here?
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