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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Xuebing Du
Show & Tell

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Sade Olutola
Not today Justin
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Sweet Seals For You, Always
DEAR READER
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Love Begins

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@chaotic-suggestions
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Thunderstorm blowing in
8:12 // 8:36 ☈ 06.23.2015

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Screenshots of a video my friend took. Posting with their permission
It’s never too late to change the direction that your life is going in.
Dr. Wayne Dyer (via wordsnquotes)
Rainy Philly at sunset~
Please don’t steal!
We used to be gods of mania.
He was Venus and we were all Pluto.
She was golden and we were all pyrite.
They were stained glass and we were all dust.
They were apathetic and we all cared too much

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It’s like sprinting through the freezing rain, doused in moonlight and purple fog. Your bare feet ache and your head pounds to the beat of thunderous drums.
scream, “What are we running from?! Who are we running from?!”
Stop, turn, fight your ghosts with knuckle dusters made of heartache.
You say your heart is gold and ichor flows through your veins. Tell me that you’re real. Tell me that everything around is truly real. Please, tell me that this war we’re in will end!
calling all active suggestion blogs!
i’m trying to make an archive of all suggestion blogs still active this year so reblog to signal boost and comment/make an addition if you’re a suggestion blog
@qrow-suggestions too! ^-^
Hi yes I am still here ☺
Me too! Also @telekinetic-suggestions occasionally

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I could feel the power surging, so close, right within my hands. It felt hot and sparkling and somehow familiar, chittering excitedly in my palm. I trembled with anticipation. I felt like I had done this before, like it was more a matter of remembering than discovering - the energy I was holding sparked at that thought, as if in agreement. I bundled it up, compressed it, and it grew hotter still, almost burning.
I held it like that, feeling like myself again for the first time in–
This was it, this was my true state, rediscovered, I was finally back–
All those memories washing over me, I remembered, I was powerful–
Finally I released it all in a flash - it almost threw me off balance there for a moment - and then there was silence. I let out a sharp breath. Silence again.
Silence, and me, the way I was supposed to be.