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ocracoke, 19 may
I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.
- Roger Zelazny
I think people have truly lost any ability to be patient with storytelling.
βI donβt understand thisβ Theyβll explain it if you wait.
βI donβt like how this episode left things hangingβ Thereβs a continuation next week.
βThis character is flatβ Wait for them to be fleshed out.
So many of the complaints I see about shows lately are people being confused by things THAT THE SHOW WANTS YOU TO BE CONFUSED BY THATS THE FUN OF MYSTERY AND FORESHADOWING YOU ABSOLUTE GOBLINS THE MAIN CHARACTER IS ALSO CONFUSED AND THEYRE GONNA DO A BIG REVEAL AND EXPLANATION LATER IF YOU WOULD JUST FUCKING WAIT
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Paint me a heaven of love with your bloodied mouth.
- Federico GarcΓa Lorca
Do you prefer the moon or the stars?
~Dearest regards Pigeon-post-office
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You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dying star
-Friedrich Nietzche
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Reblogging as if I didn't fail almost every subject in school
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There's a strange frenzy in my head, of birds flying, each particle circulating on its own. Is the one I love everywhere?
- Rumi