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Waking up on June 1st every year like

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Not a redacted but a question for you because i got curious: are you ever able to tell which anon is which, or even tell which user an anon is? Like based on how they type and stuff. It would be so funny if you could tell who a lot of the anons were or even if you could link multiple posts to the same anon.

I know some of them bc of images/whatever submitted off anon, tbh i could probably figure out more but i don't bother lol. ik @thatboysgotwoah has looked into this sorta thing

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persimmon 🧡

wallpaper set // prints

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Can’t believe that I just learned that this iconic song was inspired by Goncharov (1973). But just listen to the lyrics and it makes so much sense!

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Can someone hook me up with the latest GBBO charity specials? I can’t find the eps in my usual places.

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I was reading a recipe and I bumped into one of the best insults ever:

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Four years! How can it be? So much has changed, that a decade must have passed. But also, no time at all.

We have grown strong together, building up each other and ourselves. The anger in my heart has been replaced by calm. What a gift, to love and be loved with confidence.

Where will things go in the next four years? Who can tell! Everything has been so much stranger than we could have dreamed. But I know that my days will be full of love, my struggles will not be faced alone, that new and wonderful adventures are ahead of us.

Those first days weren’t enough. Nor were the months that came after. I wake up every day and am so happy to choose to spend my day with you, and for you to choose to spend the day with me. We still aren’t done with each other, and I don’t think we will ever be.

Fall with me, my darling. Hear the music of the air rushing past our ears. And if you look carefully, you may just catch a glimpse of a little home far below. A home that has a warm, soft nest to catch us when we land ... someday.

It's our anniversary today (or yesterday... time zones...). Four years since we started talking.

And what four years.

Pure personal and global chaos. The most uncertain and unstable. Everything happening too much all the time.

We have a normal morning... to-do lists don't care about life. But we make sure to do something a little special. We order curry for lunch.

Four years of learning:

- That love is calm.

- That home is a feeling.

- That family is chosen.

Four years of unlearning:

- That love is scarce.

- That home is the destination.

- That family is fate.

Four years ago we were at the edge of the cliff.

We took a step forward.

And somehow.

We caught ourselves midair.

And we haven't stopped falling.

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(“in my forties and still trying to look like I’m in the Ramones😂) never grow up x ”

Via Noel Fielding’s Instagram 😍✨❤