I feel like a wild animal, telling caged pets what the forest is like
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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cherry valley forever
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
hello vonnie

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JVL

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@delightful-lamb
I feel like a wild animal, telling caged pets what the forest is like
Few days left of this wack job dudes. Then ya girl is free! My attitude is bad guys.
i am not meant for casual i was born for soul crushing devotion
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— Nina LaCour via letsbelonelytogetherr
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment via starlightacademia
Metal head in disguise
idk im kinda just rocking back and forth
Edouard Boubat, Lella, Bretagne, 1947
Being a hopeless romantic really isn't working in my favor💔.
Catherine Zeta Jones
“If we ever stop talking .. Send me a Song”
Katharine Hepburn in an interview with Barbara Walters (1981)
“there is no poem for what you have done to me.”
— jay vespertine
Marilyn Monroe photographed by Ben Ross in a hotel room in November 1953.
“No matter how good you are with words, it's inevitable that meaning is lost between your mind and someone else's. Trying to communicate is like throwing a cup of water at a thirsty person's face. It's better than nothing, sure, and a teaspoon of water might hit their lips, but oh, God, there's just so much water in the grass.”
— Jacqueline Novak, How to Weep in Public: Feeble Offerings on Depression from One Who Knows
Grief is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go
— Jamie Anderson