He is one of the wandering folk — Rangers we call them.
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Keni
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🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Misplaced Lens Cap
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Origami Around
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Show & Tell

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noise dept.

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will byers stan first human second
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oozey mess
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He is one of the wandering folk — Rangers we call them.
Rest in Peace, Bernard Hill 🤍🕊
Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"
lord of the rings + minimalist
I want to go back to the beginning. We all do. I think: hurt won’t be there. But I’m wrong.
Gregory Orr, from Concerning The Book That Is The Body Of The Beloved
Cillian Murphy M le Magazine du Monde (2023)
I needed to be somewhere different. Maybe I needed to be someone different, too.
Heather Davis
Sharon Olds, from "Something Is Happening", One Secret Thing: Poems
A gentle path in the marsh
Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
Richard Siken, from "Wishbone", Crush
movies watched in 2020 » spirited away (2001), dir. hayao miyazaki
❝ once you’ve met someone you never really forget them. it just takes a while for your memories to return. ❞
ALEXA DEMIE by Prince Chenoa | Galore Magazine, October 2019.
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Little by little, one travels far.
minimalist Star Wars series - 3/?
It was the old days she hungered for. Prayed for. But who could she pray to? The garden had been meant for a godswood once, she knew, but the soil was too thin and stony for a weirwood to take root. A godswood without gods, as empty as me.
It’s funny, because there are so many stereotypes out there about actors and movie stars in general, but I’ve had a great opportunity to meet a lot of them, and maybe it’s just because they don’t behave that way around me, but I rarely see that kind of abuse of power.