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 ❝   i   didn’t   know   he   had   a   brother .  ❞
                                            ❝  yeah  …  i   get   that   a   lot . ❞
      ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ . ʜɪɢʜʟʏ - ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ .                     DYLAN MASSETT ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ&ᴇ’s Bᴀᴛᴇs Mᴏᴛᴇʟ                              ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʙʏ NOX . ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʀᴜʟᴇs & ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ .
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Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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*// Me: Doesnt want to leave Nick but is gettin antsy for something different
Someone smarter than me: verses are a thing you know
Me:
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‘   I  used   to   look   out   to   the   sea   and   stand   in   wonder .   So   vast ,  so   immeasurable .   The   imagination   could   run   wild   with   possibility   of   what   lurked   within   its   depths.  I   pictured   monsters   and   things   that   could   swallow   me   whole .  Childish   nightmares .  Never   thought   the   monsters   were   REAL   and   the   ocean   would   consume   me   so   cruelly ,   it   let   me     s ᴜ ʀ ᴠ ɪ ᴠ ᴇ   its   horror.  ’
      sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ   ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ   ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ   ʙᴀsᴇᴅ   ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ   ᴛʜᴇ   BIOSHOCK   ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ
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when      the      world      divides      into      two     people      ﹔                             THOSE      WHO      HAVE      FELT      PAIN                                                                       &      those      who      have      yet      to
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“It wasn’t nostalgia that made these memories so wrenching. It wasn’t some fear that I’d never experience love or appreciate beauty again. Instead, my distress felt like a kind of preemptive mourning for a lost instinct. Those bits were a stockpile of tiny things, emblematic shards of some bigger, blurrier mosaic, that my mind had extracted and retained, when it was still able to do so. They were proof of some tenderly curatorial sensibility, intuitive and helplessly porous, that I was in the process of losing. My brain was Teflon, and everything in this beautiful place, in this beautiful time, was flowing past me like it belonged to someone else. It felt like I wasn’t making memories anymore, but just slipping through some inconsequential morass of stimuli, down a path that was neither a means nor an end. If could no longer absorb the right things—those tiny precious things, however de-contextualized and random, that signified some larger and nobler truth—how could I make meaning out of anything? How would I know what anything meant? How would I know who and what I was, who or what anyone was? How would I make sense of the world?”
— Suzanne Rivecca, Ugly Bitter and True
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Tony Hoagland, from “Better Than Expected”, Priest Turned Therapist Treats Fear of God
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the gentle countenance of  NICHOLAS RIPLEY - AGE SIXTEEN
                                ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟs ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ  .   ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟs ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ
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friendly reminder   that     your relevance is not equal to your presence.     you are not expected to be active every single day and those who truly care about you will understand that you have a life outside of your blog.     your real friends will never abandon you forever just because you are on less.    those who truly matter will embrace you and appreciate you whenever they get to interact with you.     don’t forget that     !     ♡               
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Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
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Twin Peaks (TV Series 1990–1991)
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I love when people are genuinely excited about our plots/ships. I love when I’m not the only one who’s like “!!!” I love it. @ my partners you will literally never annoy me by being overly excited about our ships I love it so much.
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rapturcd · 3 years
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When you’re holding hands with someone and they rub your thumb with their thumb is what I live for
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I’m Not Here (2019)
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bryan dechart gifs @clockwrkprincess asked for (9/?)
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“He was a fighter. He really was. I’ve watched people tear him down, and then ask for his help. And he would help them. He would spend hours helping them. I’ve always admired that part of him.”
— r.k (via renrps)
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