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Jules of Nature
$LAYYYTER
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Mike Driver
Not today Justin
RMH
Today's Document
i don't do bad sauce passes
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will byers stan first human second
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
trying on a metaphor
AnasAbdin
Keni

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Peter Solarz

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@jordalinebyrd
escultura de debra baxter
I miss you 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔
“Please dont expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”
— Sylvia Plath
i love the feeling of getting “clearer” as you get older, like with each year there’s less room for messing around or pretending or playing a game with something you know deep in your heart is not right for you. it’s like your brain just gets better and better at cutting you off as you consider something and tells you “no that is not for me” before you can jump in. and it’s not as if things get more serious, but the opposite. you have freedom in giving yourself more and more permission to purposefully live life and go after whatever you want and to love freely knowing that things are secure in your heart and mind.. at least when i am struggling i know that the “clearing” is really what’s happening
dilara findikoglu rtw spring 2o26, lfw .
Sigh
People change and forget to tell each other.
Lillian Hellman
Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust, 1880-1903
I wish I could pause time for you Makayla. So we could spend a few more weeks — maybe even a few more months, together on your couch without the intrusion of the world around us.
I’m sorry you have to go through this loss. You didn’t deserve this, neither did I. But spending the last two weeks with you has been truly bittersweet.
I wish I could sleep on your couch forever if it would take just a drop of your pain away.