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extraño hablar con alguien todos los días, todo el tiempo me hacía sentir que alguien me quería y me necesitaba
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aangelbones · 3 days
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I'm just so lonely. Not just today, but every day.
My bed is filled with stuffed animals gifted to me by friends who I don't talk to anymore. Their solidness and warmth cradle against me in faux affection.
I anxiously double check online communities I'm apart of waiting for a text that will never arrive. Filling my days with people I don't know, looking to clutter the void with lookalike company of people who have long since left.
I tease the earth with my hands, dance the ground and whisper promises to the weeds in my backyard. Yet I flounder and flail at the opportunity to romance myself and others.
I fantasize about a faceless lover when the only person whose ever been in my bed is me.
My room is cluttered with things I love and tend too; so much so that it feels too cold and empty to leave. Anywhere else is simply too cold.
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aangelbones · 3 days
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i get these violent urges and moods where i just want to fight and bleed it’s like an ache in my chest
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gardening store trip with mom, grandma and aunt 🪷🦎
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2006
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aangelbones · 2 months
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Ireland - Glendalough (St. Kevin’s Church II)
Glendalough (in Irish Gleann Dá Loch) is a valley in Wicklow County south of Dublin, Ireland. This was taken in the monastery and its grounds.
The building in the background is St. Kevin’s Church (aka Kitchen), which has a unique stone roof.
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aangelbones · 3 months
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that is a detail that I missed. but! to me actually it makes sense. he's so nerdy uncool weird guy and imagining him as tall and skinny just fits so well in the picture
Random thought I had while rereading The Catcher in the Rye last week:
Ik he could be lying abt it..but Holden in chapter 2 says he's 6 foot 2????
6 FOOT???
Ik that's probably not crazy or anything..but I just imaged him being relatively short for some reason..
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aangelbones · 4 months
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Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson) / @wholeheartedsuggestions / Jenny Slate / Euripides again
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aangelbones · 4 months
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Big marker of maturity is realizing a lot of advice people give you is useless because they aren’t you even though it feels really scary because you want someone to just tell you the answers.
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aangelbones · 4 months
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aangelbones · 4 months
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It’s funny how w healthy and secure relationships, distance does in fact make the heart grow fonder. Even if my mum is hours away, i know she’ll eventually reply to my text and I don’t worry. And even if my friend is across the Atlantic ocean i know she’ll send me a meme on Instagram or text me an update. It’s funny how the people that love you will make an effort again and again. Nothing will ever get in the way of them showing up… that’s very important….
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aangelbones · 4 months
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jessczapalskipoetry
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"Chelsea Smile", Suicide Season (2008)
"Sleepwalking", Sempiternal (2013)
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aangelbones · 4 months
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it's really sad that holden caulfield was a character from a book who was a teenager in the 1940s. he should've be a real fella coming of age in the 90s. he should've joined a punk band and released one genre defining album and then overdose in his 20s
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