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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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if i look back, i am lost
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@mymeaningme
the moon in paintingsāØš
they call me an undercover agent. the way iām. under the covers :) cozy in bed :)
they call me a sleeper agent the way i. well. i shanāt say.
These men just stole the personal information of everyone in America AND control the Treasury. Link to article.
Akash Bobba
Edward Coristine
Luke Farritor
Gautier Cole Killian
Gavin Kliger
Ethan Shaotran
Spread their names!
Yoshinori Mitzutani, Birds
2:21 supremacy remains
Theyāre like seagulls but at least they pay rent.
DāArcy Carden - Vanity Fair
Ā I feel the lavender haze creeping up on meā¦
Seen some people criticizing Ncuti Gatwa for swearing behind scenes on Doctor Who...so here's a clip I found on tiktok of Tom Baker for the pearl clutchers
ā Š”моŃŃŠø: Ń ŃŃŠøŠ½ŠŗŃā¦.
Can someone please translate this I feel like itās important
ālook: iām a sphinxā
youāre right that was important
poem for the kitchen
[Image caption: Asking the kitchen a personal question as I peel ginger root to boil in a haste of lemon and orange. Look at these beautiful things, these sharp soft insides stirring with the water and rising. The refrigerator lets out a nice hum. Thank you for keeping my things safe and cool, I say. And then argue with the garbage disposal, shoving rinds and coffee grounds into its mouth until we come to an agreement. The dishwasher has been away on vacation, traveling to find itself and discover, meaning the sink and suds and I have gotten quite close over the last few months. I hand them my problems, my crumbs and tea leaves. They gift back a sponge, water so hot my hands crack. The dishes are such patient creatures. Warmed by toasted bread and the same soup all week; without complaint when left on the counter overnight. And they don't mind my singing voice. My nights frozen still in the light of the fridge looking looking, shutting the door. The kitchen and I in our strange, repeating history. The microwave in some ways like moonlight.]
iām just saying aragorn son of arathorn oh im sorry STRIDER (one of them rangers what his right name is i never heard etc etc) didnāt need to be that sexy at the prancing pony. like ostensibly heās trying to lay low but even dipshit little [relatively] eighteen y/o frodo is like hey whatās the deal with that extremely ostentatiously sexy man in the corner
āyou draw far too much attention to yourself āmister underhillāā if i were frodo i wouldve snapped. jesus christ. i canāt help that iām two feet shorter than everyone else in this definitely definitely 100% a gay bar but at least i didnāt lurk in a sexy corner making eyes at everybody from under my cloak at least im TRYING to pretend iām not a protagonist you fine ass idiot. i KNOW iām being pursued by the black riders which is why i didnāt SERVE CUNT from the SHADOWS. the fellowship of the nerve of this bitch