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Text Posts That Remind Me Of:

The various text posts I found on Pinterest that remind me of our favorite brainwashed assassin: Bucky Barnes.

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[All credits go to the original creators of these posts, I found and downloaded them from Pinterest]

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A lil snippet from the first chapter of The Complexities of a Black Hole 😚

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Sneak peak at a new Bucky series that will be out within the next few weeks…

thoughts?

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i spend more time creating elaborate pinterest boards for my wips than i spend actually writing my wips

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cevans literally just fucking sitting

me:

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Sebastian Stan for L’OFFICIEL

Excuse me while I lose my goddamn mind over these pictures...

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me: wonders why my head hurts so fucking bad

also me: has been crying since noon

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i am such a hopeless romantic sometimes, and i can really hurt my own feelings about it.

especially bc i write about love so often, and i have yet to experience any of it in my actual life. but i want to so fucking bad. i wanna go through the awkward talking stage. i wanna lay in bed all night thinking of the other person and what they’re up to or if they’re thinking about me too. i wanna learn their favorite songs, their irrational fears, or why they don’t speak to their family anymore. i wanna know what their skin feels like against mine. i wanna hold somebody and be a home for them. i wanna associate a scent with their presence. i wanna be held by someone. i want to provide for somebody. i wanna be taken care of by somebody. i wanna love and i wanna be loved. but it just seems so… unreasonable or unrealistic. like i’m asking for too much. so unattainable. and it really gets to me sometimes.