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From The New Abnormal Deluxe Photo Book with limited edition white vinyl

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mental health status: need to look at the sea for hours and stay quiet

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everything comes full circle

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Natalie Diaz, “Manhattan Is a Lenape Word.” Postcolonial Love Poem

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© subculture.pdf on Instagram

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artist: haley tippmann

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I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.

Clemence Poésy (via thehopefulquotes)

I love watching people when they’re being themselves and not performing for others. The intimacy of watching something real and earnest is unmatched.

(via bngsfwntsvy)

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THE RAIN HAS STOPPED

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championistic on instagram

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Damien Florébert Cuypers / Kyutae Lee / Katherine Lam / Holly Warburton

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By Alycia Rubulis

“When I was growing up the relationship I had with my mother wasn’t a very affectionate one. A rare hug from her felt as forced as a kiss on the cheek between my parent’s strained relationship. Occasionally I would test her by not saying I love you when we would say goodbye. Often she wouldn’t say it at all and at one point I carried it out for over a week until I broke and said it. I remember going to friend’s houses and being jealous of their mothers doting on them and shocked as I discovered it was normal for parents to be affectionate with one another. Coming into my early adult years I began to search for the affection and validation I felt so devoid of in my childhood. This caused me to accept hollow intimacy from various people and telling myself that it was genuine even though I knew it wasn’t. Inevitably I would end up hurt and as a way to cope with the pain I would lie in bed and hold myself pretending I was receiving comfort from whomever had hurt me. After this occurred many times, I was no longer trying to mend my pain, it became habitual for me to hold myself before I fell asleep and when I woke up. It was my way of accepting that I couldn’t expect people to love me the way I wanted but I could control how I loved myself. 

The idea for this series came to me late at night while I was holding myself. I wanted to capture the women I care for doing the same and giving themselves the love they deserve.”

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Chapter 12: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13067734/14/Beyond-Whiskey

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Beyond Whiskey 

No matter how things ended, you’re here because things didn’t actually end or did they? Post Series Finale Fic @douxbebearchives

So this happened..

Hello everyone! This is my first time diving into fanfic (and my first attempt ever!) as I have been wanting for awhile now to explore how olitz would navigate their post scandal world. Feel free to comment but remember to always keep it constructive. 

Cheers xx

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