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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Jules of Nature

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if i look back, i am lost

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first read on @exitmusicfrafilm’s post about 2023
If a man is treating you like he hates you it’s because he does. There is no deeper meaning and even if there were it’s not your job to investigate it 🩷
Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen (2004)
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{Aracelis Girmay, from "This Morning the Small Bird Brought a Message from the Other Side," Kingdom Animalia (BOA Editions, Ltd., 2011) / Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ruth Tiffanny Beuscher written c. July 1962}
Coco
I love being alone <- girl who has known nothing but loneliness her entire life and so has no choice but to take comfort in it
having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer
to love and be loved is to rest
Robert Goolrick, from The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life
i be like “i’m fine” then shake my leg 138mph
having so much love in your heart is beautiful and amazing right up until you’re alone in your bedroom clutching at your chest and whimpering like a wounded dog
some days I think I have nothing in common with my younger self, and then I remember some of her dreams are still my dreams
sometimes i think adulthood just means constantly searching for and chasing that joy you so effortlessly felt during your childhood