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weeping-poetry · 2 years
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I don't think I'm going to be using this account much anymore (not like I have been), but I have made a new one that gives me less anxiety because I have less followers. If you really want to follow me there, message me and I'll give you the username:)
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hello!! do you have any poetry recommendation i could ask for?
Air and Angels by John Donne
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ur blog color is so pretty╰(▔∀▔)╯
Thank youu!!
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we have the same MBTI <3 <3
Infj superiority :D
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weeping-poetry · 3 years
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Special interest moodboard : Ancient Rome
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spring, 1931
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Autumn in Nottingham | GarettPhotography
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Charles Landelle
French, 1821-1908
“Juive de Tanger” (detail)
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weeping-poetry · 3 years
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Parageusia
Noun
[ par-uh-gyoo-zhuh, -zhee-uh, -zee-uh ]
1. an abnormal or hallucinatory sense of taste.
Origin: 1895–1900; <New Latin, equivalent to para- para-1 + Greek geûs(is) taste + Latin -ia-ia
“Tastes can change on the ice-an altitude sickness medication popular at the Pole has the side effect of parageusia, lending carbonated beverages a foul bite-but freshies have enduring appeal.” - Seedmagazine.com
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weeping-poetry · 3 years
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Sometimes you're just an introverted loser who sits alone in your room with a cup of tea and a book, has fantasies about morally grey fictional characters, is severely touch starved with a completely fucked up sleep schedule and slowly declining mental health.
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weeping-poetry · 3 years
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Might fuck around and disappear into an ancient forest & never be seen again
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“You have me. Until the last star in the galaxy dies, you have me.”
— Amie Kaufman, Illuminae
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Bookhoarder
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