Quanti pugni ti hanno dato che avrebbero dovuto essere abbracci?
E quanti abbracci hai dato che avrebbero potuto essere pugni?
ROSALÍA - Mio Cristo Piange Diamanti
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Quanti pugni ti hanno dato che avrebbero dovuto essere abbracci?
E quanti abbracci hai dato che avrebbero potuto essere pugni?
ROSALÍA - Mio Cristo Piange Diamanti

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Ice Bear is such a freaking mood. I love him so much.
I've never struggled against the inevitable. It's vain occupation.
But I should always advise you to examine very closely what you think to be inevitable.
-Doctor Who classic
First time posting my knitting to tumblr. Look at my Bug Son
That feeling of emptyness has caught up with me again...

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𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: July 1. Too tired. END ID]
My parents are in a very toxic, borderline abusive, relationship. And I might not be one of them but it really feels like I'm in the relationship myself and it's very fucking hard.
I would so want to go away but I can't right now and I probably won't be able to for years. I feel like I can't breathe and it's getting worse
Pretty sick actually
I always marvel at the potential of a blank page. It can be literally anything. It's like a mini infinite and that's beautiful.

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I don't need you to respect me, I respect me
I don't need you to love me, I love me
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I like coming back here on tumblr from time to time, just to see some of the "little old me". She was a little bit cringe but I keep it all here. I like seeing my past thoughts, likings, mistakes, it shows me that I've grown, I've learned. And I'm proud of it.
It would be so much more evident if I could compare my tumblr through the years
It's funny that now I wouldn't follow or reblog half of the things I have here. Now I'm just a little fluffy ball
I like coming back here on tumblr from time to time, just to see some of the "little old me". She was a little bit cringe but I keep it all here. I like seeing my past thoughts, likings, mistakes, it shows me that I've grown, I've learned. And I'm proud of it.
It would be so much more evident if I could compare my tumblr through the years
I like coming back here on tumblr from time to time, just to see some of the "little old me". She was a little bit cringe but I keep it all here. I like seeing my past thoughts, likings, mistakes, it shows me that I've grown, I've learned. And I'm proud of it.

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Fucking up my sweater but it’s MY fucked up sweater
god my favorite part of knitting/crocheting/etc is watching string become fabric. crumpling it in my hands. this fabric would've never existed had I not willed it into being. it isn't fabric, it's time made physical. made material. isn't that the high of crafting? you mold time between your hands and put it into other people's hands. my least favorite part is when my cat tries to cram the whole yarn ball into his mouth