#lettters

[sweethearticism]

What if I did those "letters from your comfort character"? What do y'all think? [ On commission tho. . . I kinda need the cash 💀 ]

Like I'd impersonate the requested character and write a personalised letter to the client —

I'm considering it but I need an opinion 💕

[spiltscribbles]

I feel the need to let you know that im like lowkey highkey super scared for remus to find out about the bet. But like im more scared about WHAT WILL LILY DO WHEN SHE FINDS OUT. she will literally eat sirius as a morning snack and im here for it haha.

OMFG HONEY DUMPLING!!!!

I literally cackled so loudly that my younger sister who is like literally fucking 4 years old told me to shut up!!!

Listen my adoration for the Remus/Lily bromance literally knows no bounds!!! And this FIC is just the epitome of it bahaha And I’m like gleefully reading over that scene that I’ve still got to fill out with all the details shit and just yes jfdukgfjbf I’m tempted to put a couple lines but I’ll chill my booty ☠️☠️☠️

I love u to pieces!!!!💜😘😘 

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[fabianmaierbode]

👑 Royal Type Update 👑 Sissi Display—soon ready to shine! If you want to set up some strong protest posters with her powerful shapes, let me know you'll get a pre-release version for free! ✊🏿✊🏿✊🏿

[finita--la--commedia]

I will think of you only good things, real things, big things.—As if one hundred years from now !—I won’t allow a single accidental detail, not a single act of willfulness

Marina Tsvetaeva (1892-1941), from a letter to Boris Pasternak (10 March, 1923)  “ я буду думать о Вас только хорошее, настоящее, большое. — Как через сто лет ! — Ни одной случайности не допущу, ни одного самовластия. “

[dear-this-and-that]

Dear Personal Growth,

I don’t know why you’ve only come into my awareness recently. I feel like I wasted a lot of my high school experience by remaining stagnant. Maybe everyone does. I don’t really know. 

I still don’t know exactly how to approach you. Every time I think I’ve made progress, I find my way right back to where I started. There are times where I feel as though I’ve gone backwards. It’s incredibly frustrating. 

I don’t know how to identify my own toxicity. It’s so hard to recognize when you’re the problem or when the problem is other people. Am I the one stopping myself from growing?

It’s hard to grow when you don’t know who you are. 

You’re romanticized in every book and movie I’ve ever watched. I’m too attached to the idea of everything being a story, Character arcs are rarely so satisfying in real life. 

Growing is hard when the sun is obstructed. My sun is self love and it’s in such short supply. It’s incredibly difficult to make decisions for myself and not for others. I want to please people too badly and it stops me from embracing you. 

Maybe one day I’ll figure you out.

Love,

me

[sangfroidwoolf]

Is it true, - can it be true? - that you are coming to Berlin? Heavens, I wish you were coming alone. But Virginia in Berlin... Very odd. It almost reconciles me to Berlin, that Berlin should be going to contain Virginia. The red tongue creeps across my calendar, eating up the days: only ten days more. Don't oh don't get ill and be prevented from coming. As pants the hart for cooling streams... Because, really, you have no idea how miserable I am here. I almost cease to exist. I shall revive when you come, like a watered flower. I shall meet you at the station. I'd better stop now, or I should write you too wild a letter of love and longing.

Vita Sackville-West, in a letter to Virginia Woolf, dated 6 January 1929.

[hishevie]

[nixcraft]

Emails vs. letters in 2017... 😄 All too true!