Have you ever sat in a library reading forbidden books after the dark and see a man sneaking in the library, wet and breathing hard and then you realize he looks like one of the characters of the book you were just reading? I have not and I'm sad about it!
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How do I become a journaling/poetry/writing girly? I have so many thoughts, and i basically write in my head, but it's always so hard to get it onto paper!.!.!
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One of my favourite enrichment activities is writing my unsettling little horror novels before bed and then laying awake all night wondering why I’m vibrating with anxiety
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I want to feel alive-
a phrase I’m scared I will say until the day I die.
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From one maker of music to another, across all worlds, all times, no matter what you do or what you become: You are nothing less than beautiful.
-SCP-1342, SCP-1342-2's Message
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Five Plays of SHAKESPEARE
Copyrighted 1926 by Harcourt, Brace, and Company, Inc.
I got this one alongside Personal Hygiene Revised at a Thrift shop!
It's a literature text book containing the plays
Merchant of Venice
As You Like It
Julius Caesar
Macbeth
Hamlet
Nothing too fancy to say about the content! It's just Shakespeare plays for student consumption!!
The interesting quirks about this book that drew me to it is the writing on the inside!
(I haven't censored anything because that defeats the purpose also this book wasn't originally near me)
As would anyone while reading Shakespeare for school, the inside is filled with doodles & signature practicing. Also! This book was owned by someone who graduated in 1931! (Also 1932-1933)
Pictures below!!
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My mother said not to go out in rain but little did she realize her daughter wailed and screamed along with the clouds and does not fear the biggest storm for she knows it was there to protect her.
-Radhika
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Spent the first half of my 21st birthday, bra-less in Bohemia and very drunk. I feel like this is what I was made for
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what is this thing called desire? a weapon
desire, to me, is your eyes meeting mine; caramel to hazel, meant to be.
all of them listening to me, my voice mattering.
a friend that thinks of you as a friend.
a loved one with the strength to carry everything I force onto the
table.
care when i'm not okay, especially when i'm not okay.
knowing the hurt within me without my eyes sprouting into
clarity.
the book you got me, the penciled footnotes (because that's all I
am in your life).
skipping rocks into nothingness, protecting them from this world.
safety — assurance — happiness
undoing shackles (be colorful, do crime).
desire to me is a fight, a war against myself to find necessity. my eyes, heart and brain bleed gallons until I can't see, feel, or think of anything anymore.
desire to you is longing, to me, desire is my entire being.
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I think holding a jeweled dagger or a rapier would help with the horrors (making phone calls)
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