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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Not today Justin
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@aloverswar
immediately after an interaction: i have GOT to get more normal oh god i need to get more normal immediately i have to get more normal or they're going to hunt me down they're going to hunt me down and flay me for sport
during an interaction: and why not put a little spin on it? why not add some conversational zest?
FUCKKKKKKK what if something bad happened and I forgot to worry about it
i could add a few more stages to grief if they let me
u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then
learning not to return to places where I miss the past but see no future
It's my 12 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳 that’s wildddd.
they call me the endurer the way i endure and endure and endure and endure and well u get it
existing in this world as a deeply sensitive person geninuely feels like being sanded down into nothing
phoebe bridgers - i know the end
james baldwin was so right when he said “the children are always ours, every single one of them, all over the globe; and I am beginning to suspect that whoever is incapable of recognizing this may be incapable of morality.”
I look at you and my heart strains like the strings of a violin under the skillful fingers of its owner. the melody warms the very depths of my soul, leaving me breathless in your beauty— oh, how you make me want to sing. I look at you, you with that warm smile, and I want to crumble in your arms and my soul burns to melt into your warmth, until every single atom of me unwinds to bond with yours.
— always yearning for you
May 26th, 1932 Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941)
