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babygirl I can feel guilty in ways you can't even imagine
“If you’re reading this, if there’s air in your lungs on this November day, then there is still hope for you. Your story is still going. And maybe some things are true for all of us. Perhaps we all relate to pain. Perhaps we all relate to fear and loss and questions. And perhaps we all deserve to be honest, all deserve whatever help we need. Our stories are all so many things: Heavy and light. Beautiful and difficult. Hopeful and uncertain. But our stories aren’t finished yet. There is still time, for things to heal and change and grow. There is still time to be surprised. We are still going, you and I. We are stories still going.”
— Jamie Tworkowski
happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
the next 6 years…
we ARE IN THE NEXT SIX YEARS
next 6 upDATED:
May 2021
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(see you in 2027)
HELL FUCKING YEAH I LIVED TO SEE IT
% ATTACK ON TITAN HALLOWEEN IC0NS
+ like or reblog if you use !
Maybe Stupid Girls… by ~akszirules
Random PNGs, part 59
(Credit: Mostly museum/antique websites. Art nouveau brooch is ‘The Melusines’ by Joe Descomps, c. 1900. Sun in the middle might be by a contemporary artist, if anyone has the source please let me know)
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A fic idea I'm having but have no mental capacity to write rn is one about Armin and Annie after the Rumbling, when they discover that they can exceed the time limit of living for 13 years. That they have a future in front of them, and they can live.
I just want to write it so bad but I'm absolutely not sure how.
Okay I've got an idea. Send me an emoji that reminds you of me and I'll give you the plot of a fic I'll never write!
since you love bumi so much, have you ever drawn him
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We have only one chance to stop this slaughter… And it's now.
Are you a Gold Star lesbian? (Just in case you don't know what it means, a Gold Star lesbian is a lesbian that has never had the sex with a guy and would never have any intentions of ever doing so)
reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful
This is one of my favorite sites on here because everyone who reblogged it truly believes it because their moms won’t actually see it
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I think part of the issue with how YA books are written and marketed these days is just a fundamental lack of respect for teenagers, both from the writers themselves and publishers. It is plain as day that these people see teens as vapid, brainless sponges who will consume anything without a thought or care in the world. They don’t want to give teens things that they can think about and analyze with their friends because they do not see teenagers as real life, intelligent human beings with their own thoughts and feelings on the world around them. And I think that is both sad and disgusting.
“The trees you planted in childhood have grown too heavy. You cannot bring them along. Give yourselves to the air, to what you cannot hold.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke, “Part One IV,” from Sonnets to Orpheus (via willowingsleep)