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winterstarling · 1 year
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sir brutus! do you want this knife or do you wanna double it and give it to the next traitor?🗡️
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winterstarling · 3 years
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believe it or not, it is ::) i’m sure that says a lot about me. i could’ve chosen any of your happier fics, but no, i had to go for the angsts one. it’s been months and i’m still in denial about that very cruel ending. i just skip it now 😂
this is my fourth time rereading Once a Year. do i have homework tonight? yes. do i have school tomorrow? also yes. but this is more important because it’s my comfort fic and i need some comfort right now
by the way, i hope you are doing very well and that you had a wonderful day! 💛 you are amazing!
Wait wait it's your comfort fic honey? Even with that....ehm, ending? 😂❤
Aw thank you so much for this, you're so nice! ❤❤❤
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winterstarling · 3 years
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so i was cleaning my computer, getting ready for the new school year and i found this poem i had to write for english class at the start of the year. enjoy ::)
I am stories waiting to be told.
I wonder of future pasts and presents, of the series of events about to happen.
I hear the call of letters rustling through the wind,
I see the flow of sentences lining the horizon.
I want to thread them, weave them through thousands of pages.
I am stories waiting to be told.
I pretend I am something else, living through endless dialogues.
I feel the pain of words piercing through my heart,
I touch howls of languish with the tips of my fingers.
I worry it is all to much and too little, but it is never enough.
I cry rivers of ink onto what becomes me.
I am stories waiting to be told.
I understand the languages of the worlds,
I say what they want never to be forgotten.
I dream of ancient kingdoms and future civilizations.
I bring smiles onto children’s faces and tears into adults’ eyes.
I hope my memories never die.
I am stories waiting to be told.
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winterstarling · 3 years
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do you ever go about your day and you’re just hit with
Worthy Prince, I know’t.
Or
'Philtatos,' Achilles says, sharply. Most beloved. 'Best of men, and slaughtered by your son.”
And just start weeping like a war widow? how am i expected to get stuff done when they’re my emotional triggers?
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winterstarling · 3 years
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I had to decipher one of my great aunt’s old journals this year, so better put that knowledge to use!
Je fais un bien beau voyage. Tout marche à merveille. Nous nous retrouvons très bien dans Paris — nous marchons beaucoup. Votre guide m’est très utile et me permet de penser à mes voisines très souvent. 
Amitiés, Isabelle Tremblay
Mlles Marier
809 — Cardinal-Rideau
Québec — Canada
Let me know if you want help to translate it!
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I purchased a pack of vintage postcards from an antique shop, and of them only this one contained writing. My french is too poor for me to properly decipher the note.
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winterstarling · 3 years
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i want this pandemic to be over so much, because i want to go to the museum, go to the theatre, go on long walks around the city and look at urban art, go in little coffee shops and read for hours, sit down in a park and sketch, go downtown and breathe in the life of the city.
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winterstarling · 3 years
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i relate to henry so much. i too am an anxious mess about 99,99% of the time. i too am a sucker for old queer love stories. i too need alex to cheer me up 24/7.
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winterstarling · 3 years
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any other garden fairies, forest pixies or cave goblins out there who absolutely refuse to wear socks?
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winterstarling · 3 years
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What is going on with the world??
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winterstarling · 3 years
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physically, i am “doing my homework”. mentally, i am wandering through the Ice Garden.
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winterstarling · 3 years
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head empty, just an overwhelming desire to fall in love
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winterstarling · 3 years
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so i rewatched dead poets society recently... so enjoy
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She Walks in Beauty, Lord Byron. Written on an Olivetti Lettera 22 typewriter.
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winterstarling · 3 years
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Happy International Women’s Day!
“The women we honor today teach us three very important lessons. One, that as women, we must stand up for ourselves. The second, as women, we must stand up for each other. And finally, as women, we must stand up for justice for all.” ― Michelle Obama
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winterstarling · 3 years
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ok, that’s it. I don’t care anymore. I just want to be water nymph living in a tiny pond in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by water lilies that i also braid into my hair. I want to swim with little turtles and be amazed by the way light reflects on shiny pebbles. I want to spend my days weaving forget-me-nots flower crowns for the occasional passerby
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winterstarling · 3 years
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oh to lay in the grass on the far end of the school grounds, underneath the moonlight on a summer night, way past curfew and yearning thinking about my roommate whom I am deeply, passionately, terribly in love with... to feel the soft breeze on my skin just as I imagine their fingers caressing my cheeks and to hear the echo of their laugh floating in the wind
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winterstarling · 3 years
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annoyed stone-hearted best friend and annoying clingy best friend
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winterstarling · 3 years
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the lack of pirates in media is a crime against humanity.
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