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missyoursweetlies · 1 year

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#Pain #love quote #Quote #well ouch #Love #secret admirer #Secret admirer quote #Admirer #Admirers quote #Love poem #Poem #Secret admirer poem #Admirers poem

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relativefic · 4 months

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boygenius, the line between friendship and complete devotion

coupdemain x // boygenius without you without them // boygenius Leonard Cohen // Rolling Stone x // New York Times Magazine x // boygenius true blue // loud and quiet x // New York Times Magazine x // boygenius true blue // boygenius Leonard Cohen // boygenius we're in love // the guardian x // boygenius we're in love // Lucy Dacus please stay // the guardian x // Phoebe Bridgers Graceland too // the guardian x // Phoebe Bridgers Graceland too // boygenius we're in love // Julien Baker favor // variety x // Rolling Stone x // Rolling Stone x

#boygenius #julien baker #phoebe bridgers #lucy dacus #poem #poetry #text #web weave #web weaving #boygenius web weave #on love #on friendship #on admiration #on devotion

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marlenaxx · 22 days

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Your strong personality was so attractive that every time I stop for a second to admire it..and I whisper

" what does it take to be yours? "

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sl8tersstuff · 1 month

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I knew I loved you when I didn’t choose the window seat on the train to avoid your gaze.

I wanted to look at you instead.

#deep thoughts #quotes #life quote #poem #poetry #quote #quoteoftheday #literacy #words #writing #literature #relarionships #love #friendship #admiring #reletable #life

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boilingheart · 5 months

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Been watching Breaking Bad little by little lately. Why do Walter White and Gale Boetticher read as the most dramatic slowburn ever with the little screen time they have together. wtf. was that just me seeing that? this is my destiel.

#bheart talks #two chemistry experts who are capable of so much but never get the chance to flex their intelligence #somehow finding themselves in this predicament #walt struggling to find some kind of power in it all and frustrated constantly that no one keeps up with him #gale can keep up with him and they have something to talk about and bond over and everything #finally two men who can actually relate to something. anything.#that chemically pure coffee they have #gale reciting poetry by memory to walt #the slowness of that scene #the admiration gale has for walt and his work #the dedication to walt he has in his notebook referencing that poem #hey like who the fuck wrote this and why do we only get like three episodes max of this i think gale boetticher could've fixed walter white #brba #breaking bad

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dandeyrain · 6 months

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That time I thought I could not go any closer to grief without dying

I went closer, and I did not die. Surely God had his hand in this,

as well as friends. Still, I was bent, and my laughter, as the poet said,

was nowhere to be found. Then said my friend Daniel, (brave even among lions), “It’s not the weight you carry

but how you carry it– books, bricks, grief– it’s all in the way you embrace it, balance it, carry it

when you cannot, and would not, put it down.” So I went practicing. Have you noticed?

Have you heard the laughter that comes, now and again, out of my startled mouth?

How I linger to admire, admire, admire the things of this world that are kind, and maybe

also troubled – roses in the wind, the sea geese on the steep waves, a love to which there is no reply?

Heavy by Mary Oliver

#mine #words #mary oliver #fav #this is like. top 5 mary poems for me and i cant ever find it on tumblr et al #so im posting it!#how i linger to admire the things of this world that are kind and maybe also trouble!#how i admire a love to which there is no reply!

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sfsolstice · 2 months

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exurb1a, from "I'd Quite Like To Stay In Today And Possibly All Year" in Poems for the Lost Because I'm Lost Too

#lit #literature #typo #typography #fragments #light academia #dark academia #exurb1a #poetry #poem #quotes #aesthetic #going in and i saw i didn't underline anything so i was like #welp gotta read it again to see why i bookmarked it #and... i think i understand why that was now #the entire thing is just really good sdgghks #there's something so human in his writing that i really admire #240303 #oops typo!

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loveletterstoadirtybastard · 8 days

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Welcome Home

I yearn for the day I finally get to come home. The day I get to come home to you. No matter where you are, your arms will welcome me. In the orange light of sundown, when night draws near, I will weep in your embrace. Tears of comfort and relief will paint my face, as I color yours with kisses. We'll sit on the moss-cushioned stone, laced with blooming ivy. I'll press my lips to your temple, and rest your head in my lap. While the sun sinks beneath the ocean, I'll place purple flowers in your hair, and watch as your cocoa-colored vision only sees the light from behind your eyelids. And when Mother Moon shyly rises to turn her face towards the sea, I will hum a tune, one wonderfully bizarre, that we both know so well. Once you wake from your slumber, I'll sweep you into my arms, and I'll hold you to my chest. And when the fireflies try to pull you away from me, I'll take your hands and pull you right back. We'll dance like this, for hours, until our feet ache and our hearts are full. Until the sun rises yet again, and the sienna sky turns your eyes into flames. Until the lightning bugs release their grasp on you, and you are mine once more. I will cherish the thought of being beside you. I am holding my breath until that moment. Until the moment I hear: "Welcome Home."

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shinescape · 1 year

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wonwoo the type of boyfriend who would admire and has a hard time holding back the urge to touch the moles on your skin and smile at himself when he did touch and traces them. be it your face, neck, arms. he knows exactly where they are and how to make you let him touch them till his heart content. he'd find it amusing at the way you react to his feathery touches and will dare tease you with those boxy glasses framing his eyes and the slight smirk on his lips. "you're pretty sensitive to my touches, sweetheart. but i can't help it, you're beautiful. and beautiful things need to be loved and taken care off."

#goodbye world #oh to be admired by the jeon wonwoo #this wonu reads love poem in his free time #and dresses in white shirt and blue jeans because he saw the way you looked at him one time when he wore that combo #seventeen imagines #seventeen oneshots #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo imagines #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop oneshots

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awesomefringey · 1 year

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I don't think Harry's costume had anything to do with Louis though ? Harry has also mentioned being in grease musical and loving it. Why are people connecting his costume to Louis ?

You want to know why?

Because Louis’ love for Grease and his performance as Danny Zuko gave him the confidence to try music as a career!

Because Louis as Danny Zuko is a god damn legend in this realm!

No! NO! Because Louis as Danny Zuko is a god damn legend to Harry!!!

Because Louis as Danny Zuko *chest heaving* *eyes twitching*… I’m not crying! I’m not!!!

Because… HE SMASHED IT!!!!!!!

#ask #louis as danny zuko #nonnie harry wrote poems to louis as danny zuko #harry was so crushing so hard on louis over him doing grease #maybe harry has his own connections to it but around here we KNOW Harry’s admiration for Louis as Danny is so much more meaningful #mic drop #harryween 2022

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missyoursweetlies · 1 year

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#Love poem #Poem #Quote #Love quote #Secret admirer #Secret admirers poem #Admirers poem #well ouch #love #I love you #I just wanna be yours

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elwing-myrmeleo · 4 months

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Are you ever afraid of getting old? And I don't mean it as in having wrinkles and white hair and saggy skin. I'm afraid of not understanding the world anymore, of being afraid of new ideas, of retracting in myself so much that I forget the important things in life, of being so disillusioned that I become hateful. I'm afraid of becoming a bigot, so I try to remind myself everyday how not to be one, what it means to live in an happy community, where everyone is loved and cared for, even old people that don't really fit in anymore

I guess you could call it my anti-aging routine.

#fear #aging #anti aging #it's just that my heart breaks a little evey time that i see someone i admired become an angry old hateful person #i don't think i'm immune to it #i should write poems or stories to read to myself when I'm old

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mdeathinside · 8 months

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“Love you to death”

I've been thinking about Giselle's poem all week because it truly seems like one of the simplest poems in the series, but at the same time it is very smart and perfectly fits her?

Starting with the fact that the word used for love here means "liking someone (romantically)" or "being in love with"; but it's also a word for "lustful", a play on Gigi's weird attitude towards Bambietta (sometimes hugging her & telling her that she loves her and other times just enjoying her zombie state too much).

And the second verse, "To death" is the same as in English, meaning "so much/like crazy", and not meant to be taken literally. But of course, the joke here is that Gigi surely means it quite literally...

So, simple and short as it is, it perfectly captures her character and personality, hiding a dark side behind her cute way of speaking. A very fitting poem for her indeed.

#Seriously there's many things I don't like about Kubo's writing for her #but I truly admire how he perfectly described her in just two lines #bleach #bleach poems #giselle gewelle #my ramblings #bleach manga #bleach anime #bleach spoilers #bleach sennen kessen hen

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poppiesandpromises · 1 year

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How brave it is, the

Bare vulnerability

Naked save the wounds

#poem #poetry #haikuish #Genuinely—#Anyone who can expose themselves in such a complete way #Has my eternal admiration

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coffeexxcigarettes · 19 days

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Beautiful

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And I am not myself lately,

Lingering in doorways

To let the distant music wash over me.

Picturing your hand on the small of my back,

Spinning me to beautiful voices;

In beautiful places,

Beautifully dressed.

I'd step on your feet,

We'd trip now and then,

But..

The way I'd trust you to lean me back,

And off my feet-

The way my eyes would never leave yours?

Except maybe to glance at your smile.

That damned smile..

I lean against the doorway with a sigh.

Of all things,

Depraved or otherwise-

Why am I picturing dancing

With you?

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hathaway-hayes · 1 month

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Sunday Bested

I admired them as they went about their Menial tasks in suits of silk. Sunday bests amidst the concrete, the dust, And broken shards of Bamboo: The broken mirrors of The broken memories of the Broken histories upon the Broken backs of not so broken Families, The brethren left behind atop Tea-brimmed Mountains.

This was one more saga prerequisite a newer dynasty – Witness the Wives huddled plowshares, The daughter scribbled arithmetic And sons, assumed saviors to legacy. Witness this Rice ridden bowl, This chipped Henan ceramic And witness the hours yet to endure.

Behold the back of Chen.

I could only stand in awe, In observation of the Dirtied –The unscathed, The soiled – The smoke amid pear peelings, The so very tired – that one more nail, Soiled, with scratch and Sliver of blood, a sanctity upon brow; While I and my tie, freshly pressed, Almost gleaming with a stolen prestige, Seemed far more dirty than any hand prior – Hand cradled hammer, Hand hugging thumb, Thumb atop nail, atop iron or impaled heart as This, “commoners,” blood wept, And for a first time, Far from, no, for the fields of his father.

- Hathaway Hayes (2008)

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