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

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@uselessbagels-blog
“Don’t live in the past” okay well the people i loved are there.
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love, buried three times
@kameneva
Trista Mateer, from "Aphrodite Made Me Do It," originally published in 2024
bingewatching will never come close to bingereading. there is nothing like blocking out the entire Earth for ten hours to read a book in one sitting no food no water no shower no bra and emerging at the end with no idea what time it is or where you are, a dried-up prune that's sensitive to light and loud noises because you've been in your room in the dark reading by the glow of a single LED. it's like coming back after a three-month vacation in another dimension and now you have to go downstairs and make dinner. absolutely transcendental
A gentle path in the marsh
— Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living
— Sylvia Plath
The Jacaranda Years by Yiwei Chai
why cant i read a book and watch a movie and play a game and clean all at the same time
the adhd paradox is wanting to do all of these things at once but then deciding to do none of them instead
claire cappel
“I’m beginning to recognise that real happiness isn’t something large and looming on the horizon ahead but something small, numerous and already here. The smile of someone you love. A decent breakfast. The warm sunset. Your little everyday joys all lined up in a row.”
— Beau Taplin
what I know, Fatimah Asghar
Danez Smith, Don't Call Us Dead
I’m sorry if i seem weird it's because I literally am
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