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hate it

[runthepockets]

#Never4get

[lestatbf]

you're an angel i'm a dog or you're a dog and i'm your man you believed me like a god i destroy you like i am btw. if you even care

[ballwiggler]

"i'm gay" "i'm straight" okay????? i get mean when i'm nervous like a bad dog??????

[rpfofficial]

but if i gave up on being silly i wouldn't know how to be alive

[fandom-trash-goblin]

there are days I stare at the stars and pray with all my heart— please, let me be a child again, let me try once more. this time i will not regret, this time i will do it right.

Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente // two slow dancers, Mitski // in image // in image // the great war - taylor swift // in image // erica e. goode?? not sure. // this wordpress

[myfakeplasticlove13]

[lovemedifferentmp3]

you know they got a lotta joke mileage out of rory just wanting to stay in and do her own laundry and eat curry but like...a night to myself. takeout that my mom's money pays for. and a washer and dryer in the house that aren't coin operated??? fucking dream night tbh.

[heatwa-ves]

"download the app to continue!" what if I kill you

[sicknessinmotion]

I MISS YOUR SMILE: ON ABANDONMENT

ritika jyala // michael cunningham // euripedes // lord huron - the night we met // richard siken // coldplay - the scientist

[lucidloving]

Richard Siken, "Snow and Dirty Rain" // @headspace-hotel // @chenchenwrites on Twitter // Richard Siken, "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out" // John Wesley // @jb-blunk // Anaïs Nin, The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947 // @blue-july // Mandeq Ahmed, "Grow With Care" // When I Was Done Dying— Dan Deacon

[sageandscorpiongrass]

I think I hate my father.

The Sun is Also a Star, Nicola Yoon | Woodtangle, Mary Ruefle | pinterest comment | Anatomy of Cat and Dog Skeletons, William Cheselden (quote unknown) | Father, The Front Bottoms | I'm the Villian in his history., Nat (Oh Fathers, Key Ballah) | @/inkskinned on tumblr | Thomas Builds-the-Fire, Smoke Signals, Sherman Alexie | no children art print, Rainboon | Untitled, Franz Wright | Franz Kafka in a letter to his father | Seventeen Going Under, Sam Fender | Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong, Ocean Vuong (from Night Sky With Exit Wounds)

[parikazoowo]

How's one to know?

I'd meet you where the spirit meets the bones

In a faith-forgotten land

In from the snow

Your touch brought forth an incandescent glow

Tarnished but so grand

And the old widow goes to the stone every day

But I don't, I just sit here and wait

Grieving for the living

Oh, goddamn

My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

Taking mine, but it's been promised to another

Oh, I can't

Stop you putting roots in my dreamland

My house of stone, your ivy grows

And now I'm covered in you

I wish to know

The fatal flaw that makes you long to be

Magnificently cursed

He's in the room

Your opal eyes are all I wish to see

He wants what's only yours..

[neenarchive]

never enough time in the day to do fuck all

[johnwicklover1999]

there's always time in the night to do fuck all

[johnwickfucker]

but watch out

[lilithsorchid]

The Secret History by Donna Tartt

A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara

[mercutio-of-escalus]

reading books like the secret history is always such a wild ride, because i'm fully aware that it's a criticism of aesthetic hedonism and the elitism of academia, and then i'll read a line like " if we are strong enough in our souls we can rip away the veil and look at that naked, terrible beauty right in the face; let God consume us, devour us, unstring our bones. then spit us out reborn" and i go absolutely fucking feral.

[beaucolics]

brought a poem to the gun fight

[metamorphesque]

— 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.]