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Because you deserve to get back just as much of the love you pour into the world.
k.b. // you do
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malinaa · 5 months
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if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing
#imagine you're a boy who's going to die. you're in love with the girl you've been watching from afar. you know your fate.#you just want to help her‚ but then there's the announcement and she's here in front of you‚ kissing you‚ risking her life for you and you#think‚ i could live and i could love. you think she loves you when she hands you the berries‚ when she puts them in her mouth.#then you both survive and you go back home and nothing is real anymore. you have nothing. no family. no friends. no love. just an empty#house. a drunk for a neighbor. the love of your life walking into somebody else's arms. you think‚ i survived the games. i could survive#this. and you also think‚ i should've bit down on those berries‚ should've felt the juice burst before i died.#and then the third quarter quell announcement rings in your ears and you think‚ she will live and i will die as i should have in the first#place. the girl you love kisses you on the beach and somewhere you heart stirs and your mind revolts and you savor every touch she has ever#given to you‚ in front of the cameras and off. because you are a tribute and you are always being watched and snow's presence looms and#you think‚ i know she cares. but you get taken. you get drugged. you get tortured‚ your mind altered. the girl is a mutt‚ a murderer. she's#everything you despise‚ your mind stirs. your heart revolts. you gain more awareness but cannot distinguish reality from fiction and you#have never known katniss' love. the war ends. you heal. you come home. you plant primrose for her. years down the line‚ you grow in love#more than you thought possible. but some days‚ you cannot tell fiction from reality so you ask the love of your life‚ you love me.#real or not real? and she says‚ real‚ and kisses you.#and you sigh and kiss her back and revel in this. a home. a life. a love.#lit#the hunger games#everlark#otp: real or not real?#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#text#tais toi lys#thgpost
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firstfullmoon · 4 months
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Those days of blistering cold are almost always accompanied by a kind of light that is so pure and crystallized it feels like salvation, if salvation could feel like anything. There is a type of winter light, a cold light seeming warm, a light that, when beamed through a windowpane, feels like it clears whatever it touches, maybe even forgives it. It is a light that makes you forget death, a light that makes you wonder if death is even possible. It is a light like water, as beautiful as it is full of life.
— Devin Kelly, Ordinary Plots: Jenny George’s “Reprieve”
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quotefeeling · 1 month
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I’m not the person you left behind anymore. There’s no one here to miss.
Iain Thomas // I Wrote This For You
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seagreenstardust · 2 months
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“When toxic behavior is portrayed as romantic, it’s problematic. When problematic behavior is portrayed as a character flaw for a character to work through, it’s good storytelling.”
Katsuki Bakugou, my friends.
His behavior was problematic but never once portrayed as romantic at the same time. Katsuki said and did awful abusive things, and he also chose to be better when he was given the chance. If you’re still hung up on chapter 1 Katsuki now then I don’t think you’ve been reading the same story I have.
I can’t speak for everyone, but I’m not shipping Izuku with an irredeemable abuser. I’m shipping him with his most important person. His narrative foil. His childhood friend who made awful mistakes and then made it right when he saw he was wrong. The person Izuku looks up to and strives to emulate, despite their past struggles.
Bakudeku is so good because of how flawed these boys are, and how hard they’ve worked to get over it, and how much they matter to each other after it all
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sneez · 1 month
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conrad veidt would make a great tragedian i think
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fairydrowning · 1 year
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"I had tea. I then spent a long time in a bookshop. A quiet evening."
– Virginia Woolf, A Passionate Apprentice: The Early Journals, 1897-1909
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oyster-valley · 7 months
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nikita gill, a question that bleeds // noah kahan, stick season / simone de beauvoir, letters to sartre // ocean vuong, on earth we're briefly gorgeous // la la land // clementine von radics, in a dream you saw a way to survive // unattributed
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soracities · 1 year
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Pedro Salinas, excerpt from "The Voice I Owe to You (#63)", Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas (trans. Ruth Katz Crispin) [transcript in ALT]
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gotham-response · 6 months
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I woke up to this in the family group chat
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thoughtkick · 22 days
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Everything has changed and yet, I am more than I’ve ever been.
Iain Thomas; I Wrote This For You
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One day I will stop falling in love with you. Until I do, I'll be thinking of you.
k.b. // laufey, philharmonia orchestra - let you break my heart again
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malinaa · 4 months
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it’s probably been said before but there’s a poetic balance that the victor of the second quarter quell, where there were twice as many tributes, got to bring home two victors instead of one
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antiqua-lugar · 2 months
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I'm so tired of people playing Sorcerers and getting upset when Gale clarifies they needed someone studied in magic and being like "But I am sooo much better than a wizard, I was born with it!"
Girl, you might be *check notes* magic incarnate but that means absolutely nothing when he is looking for an academic
"But I was born good at magic!"
Okay, and I was born a native Italian speaker, however if an academic asked me if I have studied Italian I would have to say no, because academically I have not. I don't know a single italian linguist. I don't know how we went from indio european to latin to Italian. I don't even know why sardo is a language and bergamasco is a dialect. I forgot all the grammar I had to learn. Sometimes I talk to Tuscans and I do not understand them. it's almost like those are two entirely different things
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mournfulroses · 25 days
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Margaret Atwood, from True Stories: Poems; "One More Garden,"
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perfectquote · 20 days
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Everything has changed and yet, I am more than I’ve ever been.
Iain Thomas; I Wrote This For You
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