venus in cancer

anaïs, xxi | gentle love enthusiast

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being in love with someone when there’s a tremendous distance between the two of you is so tender even if it’s unrequited you text them thrice a year saying “this song reminded me of you” but what you actually want to say is “there’s a mathematical equivalent of the idiom ‘once in a blue moon’ which translated to time will give you roughly 2.7 years and from the moment i knew i loved you fifty seven complete lunar cycles have passed. i remember the day the moon was blue”

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<3

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“sorry english is not my first language” says some author on ao3 and i chuckle seeing that the last time a new chapter was released was half a year ago. the aforementioned author doesn’t understand that i immediately realized they are busy studying heart surgery discovering a new strain of typhoid fever and transporting seventy two grams of cocaine across the mexican border in the trunk of someone’s stolen vehicle oh and they also just turned 14 yesterday

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opened my note app saw a list of groceries and “what is intimacy if not the distance between the fist and the ribs, between my famished mouth and the immanent urge to repeat your name?” next to each other closed my note app i think that’s enough screen time for this week

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pulling up to the yearning competition but king george “i have loved you desperately i cannot breathe when you are not near i love you charlotte my heart calls your name” the third mr fitzwilliam “you have bewitched me body and soul and i love i love i love you” darcy and mr thomas “i must tell you i cannot offer you great wealth or italy but i can offer you my love and my devotion and my hope to build a family one day” hayward are already there so there is really no reason for me to participate

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i wish everyone a very pleasant day except for céline sciamma who directed the “portrait of a lady on fire.” céline sciamma you know what you did

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them !!!!!!!!

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looking for the mutuals, ladies-in-waiting, almost lovers and those who adore hozier’s second studio album as much as i do!

hi, i’m anaïs, my pronouns are she/her, i love late spring, halva, sudoku, fox imagery in art, jasmine tea, turkish tv series, and love letters of all sorts. i have consumed plenty of media pieces without any particular order and have been to almost every single possible fandom there is, my favorites being the 2013 “hannibal” adaptation, the marauders, “a song of ice and fire,” samantha shannon’s works, greek mythology, medieval french monarchy and period dramas

we will definitely get along if you are a certified dark fantasy hater, or if you were born on a tuesday, or if you prefer to eat cereal dry, or if you impulsively order a new perfume bottle at three in the morning from time to time, or if you miss freddie mercury on a daily basis, or if you get stomach issues every time you have to meet new people

<3 !!

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self-awareness check, list five things you like that aren't media pieces in the tags now ‼️

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so actually it’s either this or nothing!

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The Other Bennet Sister - Chapter 3 [x]

Dir. Jennifer Sheridan, DoP Luke Bryant

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when hozier said, “my heart is thrilled by the still of your hand,”

and when keaton st. james said, “you say my name and i want to knit my bones into your bones, smooth away the boundaries of our heartbeats,”

and when amy liptrot said, “you are the difference between a pigeon and a dove. you are the similarity between a beef steak and a human tongue,”

and when richard siken said, “i swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth. you swallow my heart and flee, but i want it back now, baby. i want it back.”

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of course it’s always “ily” and never “iiwbaabtiwbfbyhbyftpoye” (if i was born as a blackthorn tree i'd wanna be felled by you held by you fuel the pyre of your enemies)

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actually hozier is my fairy godmother and my favorite mythical creature and my childhood best friend whom i also hold like a bug in a jar and shake it while sobbing violently while listening to his old songs HOW does one wake up and choose to write “and though i burn how could i fall when i am lifted by every word you say to me?” and “i'd walk so far just to take the injury of finally knowing you” and “what i had left here i just held it tight so someone with your eyes might come in time to hold me like water or christ hold me like a knife” give me a break