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Jane in the group chat: SHE SAID YESS!!!

(he asked lisbon if he was bothering her)

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I think there is something wrong with me. It can't be good to find people, splashed with the blood of their enemies, attractive.

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some days, i can read a fanfic where every word is misspelled and half the sentences don't make sense, and i enjoy myself. some days, you say "admitted" when it's not an admission but rather just a statement, and i feel this deep-seated rage rise up. i think i need a snack.

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Tumblr is a fate driven website. You can't find posts through the search function, you see them when you're meant to.

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There’s a strange agony in your childhood best friends moving. Watching chosen snippets. Becoming happier, blossoming with new people, growing

Knowing their growth occurs through distance. Knowing you’re a chain to the past. Knowing home isn’t the same place.

I’m so happy for her. I’m beyond proud of her. I wish I knew who she is now instead of stretching the memory of a child onto a stranger

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i hope this email kills us both instantly

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You know for the first 18-ish years of your life everyone your age is mostly doing the same things and then all of a sudden every year for the rest of your life somebody your age is getting divorced while somebody else just learned what a leaf is and you have no idea what’s going on or what you’re supposed to be doing

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Why are there like 5 daily chores where if you skip them for 2 days your life becomes a time based psychological thriller after

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I wish they could invent a medical device that temporarily transfers your symptoms and pain to the doctor treating you and it worked like a shock collar. “I think light exercise would-.” and then bam they’re rolling around the floor clutching their stomach in agony and dry heaving.

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i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever

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they dont tell you this but like half of adulthood is just washing the same FUCKING pan

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people in books and tv shows are always getting so upset they throw an untouched meal in the trash. that would never be me. i'd receive the worst news of my life and still be like Let me put this in the fridge.

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daily affirmations:

i am kind

i am in control of my emotions

it does not bother me when someone is in the kitchen while i was planning to be in there alone

everyone in the house has the right to be in the kitchen

i am kind and in control of my emotions even when someone is in the kitchen while i was planning to be in there alone

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and maybe i am a little bit in love with all of my friends. how could i not be when they place their whole heart in my hands and trust me to carry it safely home? lazy days spent in comfortable silence, tearful nights spent giving each other a reason to live. the exhilaration of learning your little quirks melting into a future where i know you better than the lines on my open palms. mutual understanding to be forever gentle with one another. inside jokes that follow me long after you've gone, reminding me to slow down and laugh a little more. your eyes are the lens through which i can see the world with love. your embrace is the shelter under which i find strength to continue on.