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@animangacreators challenge 29: drama genre ⤷ favorite drama animanga

Your Name (2016) Once in a while, when I wake up, I find myself crying. The dream I must have had I can never recall. But the sensation that I’ve lost something lingers for a long time after I wake up.

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@animangacreators challenge 29: drama genre ⤷ favorite drama animanga

Your Name (2016) Once in a while, when I wake up, I find myself crying. The dream I must have had I can never recall. But the sensation that I’ve lost something lingers for a long time after I wake up.

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for @misakarose ♡ happy birthday, tay!

How precious it is to be with trustworthy partners in our life.

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i just realized i completely missed my 10 year blog anniversary lol

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Being like. Post-suicidal is so strange. Like hiiiii everybody im new I spent a good chunk of my life languishing and have like 3 or 4 lived experiences. But now I'm ready to fuck and party or whatever. Can we be friends. Im so happy to be here. Can we be friends

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growing up is terrifying i wasn’t supposed to make it this far and now my future depends on me and i have to make wise choices and decisions and i’m just sitting here like a clueless little kid

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a new taylor swift album? what a time to be alive

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I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.

sylvia plath, the bell jar

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it's one of those nights when your heart feels too heavy and you just can't stop crying while listening to "nothing new" and "this is me trying" on repeat

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gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining

because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.

and they told us to tell you hello.

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i keep thinking about this: maybe love isn’t a destination or a possession but an influence. a force that changes your shape. that helps you become. and when it’s gone, it doesn’t mean you’ve lost it. it means you’ve absorbed it. the people who leave don’t take it with them. they leave it behind in you.

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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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august - taylor swift

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happy 5 years of folklore! ♡ july 24, 2020

In isolation my imagination has run wild and this album is the result, a collection of songs and stories that flowed like a stream of consciousness. Picking up a pen was my way of escaping into fantasy, history, and memory. I've told these stories to the best of my ability with all the love, wonder, and whimsy they deserve. Now it's up to you to pass them down.

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魔女の宅急便 ! ☆

“Why didn’t you tell me you were growing up so fast?”

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For most of my life, I’ve had to fight the idea that I’m nothing more than someone to throw away, or pass around as needed, or that I’m not capable of being of real help because I’m a girl. But I came to understand that I was the same person the whole time. I’m loved now, but when I wasn’t, it didn’t mean I wasn’t worthy of it. No one but you is allowed to dictate what you’re worth.

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endless list of people i love ⇀ adelaide kane (b. 1990) — if my performance touches someone or helps someone understand themselves a little better or gives them a laugh, i feel like i gave them something. i want to touch people’s lives and bring them along with me.