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hyperfixation so bad every song that i listen to is about them

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Wowerss the mound, such beautiful big boobs

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I need lacho mpreg, bottom nacho, top lalo, hurt/comfort, slow burn, angst.

My twisted desire sickens me…but my yearn for lacho prevails……

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the urge to skateboard, snowboard, skii, and rollerblade all at the same time….I’m so after the thrill right now.

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not being able to borrow an ebook because someone else has it on loan is stupid as hell. like babe this is Document. these are pixels.

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me, back in my jaw infection era: what if Lalo got his wisdom teeth out at age 44 and thought Nacho was his wife when he was waking up from anesthesia

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me, back in my jaw infection era: what if Lalo got his wisdom teeth out at age 44 and thought Nacho was his wife when he was waking up from anesthesia

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If Lalo and Nacho were married—Nacho’s the type of spouse who holds the money; in a “look, I’m the spouse and his money is our money.”

Lalo would just smile and say, “that’s my wife!” or smt and the type who would obey whatever Nacho tells him to do.

I watched an insta reel that I forgot to save but it reminded me of Lalo and Nacho;

The husband and wife were outside their patio. The husband said something like “I want the house clean, laundry done, meal cooked for me.”

The wife who was sitting, stood up holding a shovel inched closer to her husband and the husband said “and that’s what my friend said to his wife, who left him, ‘cause who would treat his wife like that?”

I only made it to s2 of BCS because I started reading lacho fics instead lmaoooo

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when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever

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some problems are so humiliating the only solution is to solve them yourself and then continue to never talk about it

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poems that remind me of monet’s paintings 

Monet’s Haystacks by Robert Bly

Monet’s Waterlilies by Robert Hayden

Entering the Kingdom by Mary Oliver

Give Me Your Hand by Gabriela Mistral

Flower-Gathering by Robert Frost

Water and Flowers by Ameen Rihani

Early Spring by Rainer Maria Rilke

Notebook Fragments by Ocean Vuong

[The flowers and my love,] by Ono no Komachi

Love Song by Rainer Maria Rilke

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

the poem is a dream telling you its time by Marwa Helal

Morning Poem by Mary Oliver

The Spring Has Many Silences by Laura Riding Jackson

When Spring by Alberto Caeiro

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art will save you, being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you, letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you, earnestness over composure will save you, the natural world will save you, caring for something bigger than yourself will save you, daring to be seen will save you, kindness not as a whim but a principle will save you, appreciation as a practice will save you, daring to try something new will save you, grounding will save you, love will save you, one good nights sleep will save you

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When you’re academically cooked so you have to pull out that one classical playlist to help you lock in

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I love how I am sitting on answered prayers

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this is what it means to be human

Everything, Mary Oliver

The Breathing, Denise Levertov

A Prayer by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski

Like a Small Café, That’s Love by Mahmoud Darwish (translated by Mohammad Shaheen)

Having a Coke with You by Frank O’Hara

Eating Together by Li-Young Lee

The Orange by Wendy Cope

The Quiet Machine, Ada Limón

To Go Mad, Paruyr Sevak

Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled with Shrieks by Christopher Citro

Hammond B3 Organ Cistern, Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Peace XVIII, Khalil Gibran

Your Unripe Love, Paruyr Sevak (from “Anthology of Armenian poetry")

Here and Now by Peter Balakian

Ich finde dich (I find you) by Rainer Maria Rilke

The Thing Is by Ellen Bass

One Art by Elizabeth Bishop

Miss you. Would like to take a walk with you. by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

I Want to Write Something So Simply by Mary Oliver

What's Not to Love by Brendan Constantine

Where does such tenderness come from? by Marina Tsvetaeva

You Are Tired (I Think) by E. E. Cummings

Living With the News by W.S.Merwin

What the Living Do by Marie Howe

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Girl you alright?

once a month i go crazy but overall my life is beautiful