"what a beautiful thing it is, to understand what the poets' say when they talk about love, and what a wonderful tragedy."
Excerpt from Unsent Letters to Love and Loved Ones

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Not today Justin

@theartofmadeline
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
NASA
cherry valley forever
Today's Document

Origami Around
trying on a metaphor
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her



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@lovedumbandbroke
"what a beautiful thing it is, to understand what the poets' say when they talk about love, and what a wonderful tragedy."
Excerpt from Unsent Letters to Love and Loved Ones

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I remember thinking, I could still write about love and joy and happiness. I've experienced it, I know it well. But I never realized that it would be so shadowed by my grief.
Warm tones painted gray in nostalgia. Sepia coloured pictures unrecognizable with time.
I remember loving and feeling joy but there is a person attached to it that I can't get rid of. My first muse, maybe my last (probably not but it feels that way). There's a way that childhood friends follow me to adulthood like a grass stain on my knees. To have seen every phase I tell my current friends about, to have actually experienced it and stayed. Until they didn’t. So many of my stories have characters that aren’t there anymore, that will never be.
But there are people that stayed, even after everything we experienced. People that experienced it with me, together. Pushing them away would be like trying to nudge a cliff, or to jump off one and be caught by the summer sea. In all my hurt I've met people that healed, and kept healing. Even when someone left, leaving a frayed string behind them, I know people that tied another knot to me and moved forward.
love how every character falls in love with edwin. that man has the charisma of a wet cat. he is actively trying to bite you, what are you doing
Gay people will be like “this is my comfort show!” And then show you the most emotionally devastating, stress-inducing, tragic piece of media you have ever witnessed
They said “this is Edwin. He’s a repressed gay Edwardian teen who was ritually sacrificed by the guy who had a crush on him. His super power is he gets tortured so good even Despair thinks he’s neat.”
Then they threw him at tumblr like a wedding bouquet

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He's a 16 year old Edwardian ghost. He's gay. He's oblivious. He's in love with his best friend. He's got internalized homophobia. He's occasionally a woman. He's been dead for 70 years. He's never felt more alive. He is the kindest man you'll ever see. He is destined for hell. He has no rizz. Everyone wants him carnally. Edwin Payne really is THE most character of all time no one is doing it like him
listen.,
i like consuming media too,
but you must. rest.
go to bed , p lease. it is bed time .. please ,
I could live forever in your smile, make a home in your dimples. Ask me, my love, to stay with you just a moment longer.
I want to bask in this feeling, this peace. I've taken shelter in your shade, I've been held by your hands. who else will treat me so? like I am their most precious person, like I am what the universe was made for.
I think the four walls of your heart have ruined me, I cant imagine being anywhere else, no home would be would be warm enough, no house could compare.
we're a little insane, my love, but I think its our own doing.
we're a little insane, my love, and I think its our undoing.
Not the tentoo tag ,,, fell to me knees at uni
“But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.”
— Tammara Webber
i saw you turned off reblogs for that hanahaki post so I don't wanna resurface it but I finally wrote a fic with that inspo if you want to read it :) https://archiveofourown.org/works/47514475
OF COURSE I DO OMG THANK YOU AND ITS MERTHUR IM SO EXCITED

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Fan of both
widely hated animal that you will defend with your life?
spiders
snakes
cockroaches
rats
wasps
bats
sharks
pigeons
mosquitoes
more than one of these (specify in tags)
Wtf my hanahaki au is at 10000 notes wtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtf
Pablo Neruda, The Essential Neruda: Selected Poems // @sunsbleeding // Anaïs Nin, from Henry & June; A Journal of Love: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin (1932–1934) // Kailah Figueroa, from “june 4th, new york city,” published in Homology Lit
the animalistic urge to live. to want. to love.
the human urge to live how you want, with who you love.
every winter i have to remind myself that this life i have in me is good, maybe not right now, but eventually. every winter i have to tell myself that it'll all be worth it one day, that difficulties pass with time. because every winter, when it gets too cold and i can't feel my hands, i escape to the future instead of the past.
The Foresters, Alfred Tennyson

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I’m paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD
Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️
Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.
hey!! i read ur hanahaki idea and just wanted to double check- is it alright if i send it to writers as the basis of the story when i go to commission them?
Yes omg please!!! Please tag me tho so I can read it as well <3 thanks for asking b