Lord of the rings
I present to you: this blessed group.
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

#extradirty
Color Me Curious
KIROKAZE
todays bird
noise dept.

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oozey mess
YOU ARE THE REASON

Product Placement
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
official daine visual archive
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Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
Sade Olutola

if i look back, i am lost
EXPECTATIONS
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@pookypie2000
Lord of the rings
I present to you: this blessed group.
ARROW CAPACITY KILLED ME
This post is so fucking old–the old anon icon? Non-rebloggable asks? The gray bar at the bottom? Truly a relic
people are still reblogging it. incredible. love u all
The Beast that Bothers
Bothering the beast
tragedy enjoyers when the hell is self-made
It doesn’t end there:
another addition
do you ever just like. feel unbelievably proud of someone you’d never even heard of previously
oh my god
Pros of hyperfixiation:
Happy!
Art ideas
Life is good
Cons of hyperfixiation:
I am going to blow up
All my art is of the same guy
If I don't think about this 24/7 I get violent
Basically
Repairing with gold, kintsugi
Grief is the ghost of love...
"Most times, a ghost is a wish."
""I loved you completely, and you loved me the same," she said, "that's all." And this was the point I wanted the most to make. That at the end of our life, if we can say this about each other, the rest doesn't matter. It’s the love that stays."
“I'm in the hallway again, I'm in the hallway. The radio's playing my favorite song. Leave the lights on. Keep talking. I'll keep walking toward the sound of your voice."
"you can’t take loved away. time and death and mistakes take people from you, but nothing and no one can take back that love... everything changes irreversibly with every second that passes, but nothing and no one can change the fact that i was loved and i loved back... you can’t take it away from me. i was loved. i was loved."
"At the root of every ghost, a yearning. A tug, in which a living person reaches so fervently toward something absent, that the absence becomes bodied. As anyone who has known loss understands full well, lack is not in fact, an absence at all. It is a presence. A person we love dies, or leaves, or changes, and a gap forms. It takes on their shape. Mimics their movement. Echoes their voice like a mockingbird. We feel this gap take up space, filling every place our lost one once was, and now isn’t. It reflects in mirrors. Flickers in candle flames. A phantom."
The Amazing Devil, Inkpot Gods//Jamie Anderson//Haunting of Hill House//twitter user @tothedeaths//Lang Leav, Memories//@boymartyr//Mike Flanagan//Xie Lei, Blow//Valeria Luiselli, Faces in the Crowd (tr. Christina MacSweeney)//Haunting of Hill House//Richard Silken, You Are Jeff//Henri Nouwen//Spiritfarer//@boymiffy & @petrichara//Amanda Lovelace, to drink coffee with a ghost//Max LL, What You Leave Behind//@nickyandmikey//The Newton Brothers//@wifegideonnav//Shannon Barry//GennaRose Nethercott, “A Ghost Is a Memory.” On Bodies, Belief, and the Places Ghost Stories Live
I promise the noise this person makes as they fly past me into the abyss is worth turning your sound on for
aaaaand this is why i didn't try to transcribe it
New Crow Time 🐦⬛🦊🌟
All 13 full moons of 2023
Every look ICONIC! Our lady can NOT flop!
New sleep style: hitting the snooze button so many times that you sleep two additional hours in ten minute intervals. I call this Horse Sleep
Worse sleep. That was meant to say worse sleep
I Am So Fucking Tired
Literally immediately after reblogging this to correct it I went "wow, it has a reblog already?" And got all the way to checking my notifs before I realized. That it was me.
I actually wasn't that far off you guys
HOLY SHIT THE POST IS SAVED
Anyway horse sleep: sleep, but horse. Worse. Sleep but worse. Definitely one of the two.
We shall have a summer wedding
Why don't more non-binary people dress like the person from the bathroom sign
You can't tell me one pant leg and half a dress wouldn't slay
seals make all sorts of incredible noises, obsessed with this guy