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iceid · 2 months
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you won't get your girl flowers because you think they're stupid? Well watch me plant a whole fucking garden for her
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iceid · 2 months
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Me all the time damnit
The most awkward thing about being a queer from the American south is I was raised to have:
✨excessive southern politeness✨
and with that comes the need to say sir/ma'am as a term of respect, even if it's some random person at a grocery store a year or two older than me...
So encountering a genderqueer/nonbinary individual tends to go like this:
"Thank you si...ma...uhh... Thanks!" *dies*
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iceid · 2 months
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Having someone understand your mind is a whole different kind of intimacy.
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iceid · 2 months
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I want a home mostly just to welcome people into it. There will be bowls of candy for guests, and the cookie jar is full. I’ll always say “I was just about to make a coffee/tea/cocoa, would you like one?” when somebody walks in. There’s lemonade and iced tea made fresh on hot days. Once it hits That Hour and they start saying they really should be going, I’ll remind them that the futon is always open, and I’m making cinnamon rolls tomorrow. There’s champagne and sparkling juice hidden on a high shelf just in case somebody announces their engagement or their pregnancy or their new job while they’re here. There is an extra chair in the living room, at the table, and on the deck, and it’s for you. I want to be able to say “if you’re ever in trouble, come to me.”
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iceid · 2 months
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Where are all the old souls at
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iceid · 2 months
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let’s go on a walk (a love language)
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iceid · 2 months
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Sitting outside contemplating the moon.
Join me?
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iceid · 2 months
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If I can't have you in this life, I hope you leave my heart alone. I hope my heart beats for someone else. Someone that will feel the same way about me.
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iceid · 2 months
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Nevermind. I'm not alone. The moon is with me.
Night walks hit different when you're alone and on the verge of tears.
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iceid · 2 months
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Night walks hit different when you're alone and on the verge of tears.
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iceid · 2 months
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I hold your hand. You hold mine.
I'm so happy to be here with you. You're just enjoying the night air.
I'm smiling at you. You're looking at the road.
My hands are warm. Yours are cold.
It's a different kind of pain to be this close to you but so far away from your heart.
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iceid · 2 months
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At this point, I'm ok with that.
Let the pursuit of truth obscure all else in my life. Surely it can't be any more painful than the pursuit of love.
Your life purpose is not to discover the truth about the universe. It is to love and experience things. Slivers of truth surface along the way, and they help expand your capacity to love and experience. But your purpose is not truth - for its pursuit will obscure all else.
-serena
<3
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iceid · 3 months
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Damn
“Love makes you weak. It distracts you from the important things. It can make you lose sight of the objective.”
— Jessica Khoury, Origin
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iceid · 3 months
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being held would be nice I think
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iceid · 3 months
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Hey babe, you look mentally ill. Wanna sit in a dark room and cry together?
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iceid · 3 months
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Once I learned that you weren't really mine, I desperately tried to erase the pain of losing you...Even the unbearable pain of ripping out my own heart didn't hurt half as much
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iceid · 3 months
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Ad break is over, people. The yearning hours are back
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