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HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY TAKAO!!!
🎂🎉🎊🥰
Tyson with each character of his team.
✨ on We Heart It.
Cutie 🥰
— Winter, Chen Chen
[text ID: I kept saying, I’m so sorry, shivering, I’m so, I’m sorry. But he said, What? Hey. I love you.]
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
[text ID: I mustn't look at you too much, or I won't be able to take my eyes off you at all.]
Siblings
The Carnivorous Lamb, Agustín Gómez-Arcos, tr. William Rodarmor (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Pink, Sylvie Baumgartel
― Louise Glück, October
Billie Eilish, NDA
“Don’t ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance, or my kindness for weakness.”
— Unknown
yeah I watch this movie for the plot TyHil content
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❤️❤️❤️
— Wendy Cope, The Orange
[text ID: I love you. I’m glad I exist.]
— a girl is a haunted house, tathève simonyan
[text ID: “This is me”, he whispers and I can feel the breath of his fist on my virgin cheekbone. / “This is me”, his voice is clearer, “do you take me as I am?” / But all I can think of is how my mother invented helplessness to raise my father up. / I refuse to build a throne on my head for another man.]
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“The pain passes, but the beauty remains.”
— Pierre-Auguste Renoir explaining why he still painted when his hands were twisted with arthritis (via lesgardenias)
— a girl is a haunted house, tathève simonyan
[text ID: I was born from a mother, like you, / Wearing nothing but the pride of innocence, / Wrapped in my blissful indifference, / But I couldn’t scream like you / And I couldn’t cry like you / And I couldn’t smile like you. / I grew up enchained to these walls, like you, / Filled with nothing but a promise of excellence / (What a merciless fraudulence!) / But I couldn’t walk like you / And I couldn’t talk like you / And I couldn’t keep the child in me alive like you. / Your existence in this world seems so effortless, / Yet I struggle to lure each breath in. / And at night, when this itch of my skin / Softly whispers that I’ll never win / Even trying alone seems so meaningless.]
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