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Why do your people have so much hunger to kill? Fear.

- American Primeval (2025).

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I actually came here to see if anyone was as pssd as I was. I'm literally missing a piece of me after finishing this!

Abish and Red Feather both dying instead of getting to move on from their past and getting to be together makes me want to throw hands

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René Lalique, Diadem of pearls, diamonds, gold and enamelwork, ca. 1903 (Schmuckmuseum Pforzheim)

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If I had mandibles I'd clack them together like tongs all the time

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“what the fuck” is an emotion now and its the only one i have

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Ernst Henseler - Blumenpflückende Frau mit Sonnenschirm (1904)

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... 🎶 Si tu m'aimes

Si je t'ouvre mon cœur

C'est que tu sèmes

Une graine, une fleur

Tu devras me garder, abîmée ou belle

Dans ce carrousel... 🎶

Indila & Amir

Très belle soirée ✨🎀

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And they are dancing, the board floor slamming under the jackboots and the fiddlers grinning hideously over their canted pieces. Towering over them all is the judge and he is naked dancing, his small feet lively and quick and now in double-time and bowing to the ladies, huge and pale and hairless, like an enormous infant. He never sleeps, he says. He says he’ll never die. He bows to the fiddlers and sashays backward and throws back his head and laughs deep in his throat and he is a great favorite, the judge. He wafts his hat and the lunar dome of his skull passes palely under the lamps and he swings about and takes possession of one of the fiddles and he pirouettes and makes a pass, two passes, dancing and fiddling at once. His feet are light and nimble. He never sleeps. He says that he will never die. He dances in light and in shadow and he is a great favorite. He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.

(added the music, myself 😊)

🎻 Artwork: The Judge - Aleksey Efremov 🎻 Music: Devil's Trill Sonata - Giuseppe Tartini

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They said try 'writing a letter to the people who hurt you' and believe me I really did try and try and try until I'd written myself out of any of the possible excuses for that individual to hurt me and therefore I still couldnt understand their cruelty.

So, here's to the person of the letter that I will write and never send,

A MASSIVE F@#$ YOU

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good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

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I hope every writer who sees this writes LOADS the next few months. Like freetime opens up, no writers block, the ability to focus, etc etc you're able to write loads & make lots of progress <3

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What if I got weirder

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Helen Oyeyemi, from “White Is for Witching”  

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I used to like your blog but you never post anymore or write anymore which is why I followed you. This is meant with the best intentions. When will you be back?

Thank you for messaging me and showing concern for my being... well just my 'writing being'. Short answer, I don't know.

P.S pure fluke that I abbreviated my name to say 'be right back' Oh how the universe works in funny ways.