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There's A Light
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burntoutmatchstick · 3 years ago
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Tarot Cards
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burntoutmatchstick · 3 years ago
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It’s weird to grow up in a family where you know you’re loved but you don’t feel loved. And then later in adulthood you understand how almost impossible it seems to cross that distance and let yourself experience closeness, how otherworldly love feels now and how love feels unbearable at times. You flinch when someone tries to wholeheartedly love you. And over and over you see so clearly how you cannot be loved unless it's from afar and love is mixed with that familiar sensation of distance and coldness.
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burntoutmatchstick · 3 years ago
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mindtober day 3: greed + day 5: for you
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burntoutmatchstick · 3 years ago
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being in my 20s is like I understand more of my mother and less than i ever have. My childhood friends are strangers to me and there’s no one i know better. i want to drink wine. i never stopped wanting to climb trees. i know more than I’ve ever known before. I don’t know anything at all. i’m seven years old and sixteen and twenty nine and seventy. I can’t tell when i'm happy. I think the only thing that will make me happy is to be little again. i want to be really old. i go to the ocean and feel like nothing matters more than that. in my bedroom everything matters so much. I go to the grocery store every day. i know how to cook a lot of things but the only thing i know how to eat is fried eggs. I can take care of myself but i want to be taken care of. i want to go home and I don't know where that is. i think it may be somewhere inside of me but i’m not sure
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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I always do the last dance of the season. This year somebody told me not to. So I’m gonna do my kind of dancing with a great partner, who’s not only a terrific dancer, but somebody who’s taught me that there are people willing to stand up for other people no matter what it costs them. Somebody who’s taught me about the kind of person I want to be.
Dirty Dancing (1987)
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love? Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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Jemlington on Instagram
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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Vintage Magical and Fantasy Costumes
Illustrations by Léon Sault, Charles Bétout and Alfred Albert
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony, which is why I shall end up an old maid. (requested by @rorylgilmore)
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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Carle John Blenner (detail)
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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It’s October
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Daniel Kordan
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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Moony through the ages
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. the morning of the first september was crisp and golden as an apple.
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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Samma ulla - Torsdag 11:41
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burntoutmatchstick · 4 years ago
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