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poems about oranges
The Orange by Wendy Cope // Oranges, Really by Eleanor Risteen Gordon // The Stolen Orange by Brian Patten // Oranges by Gary Soto // Why I Am Not a Painter by Frank O'hara // Color by Christina Rossetti // Hey World, Here I Am! by Jean Little // The Boy Who Sells Sweet Oranges by Alicia Cadilla (trans. by H. R. Hays)
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god gives his hardest battles (making career choices in current economic and political climate) to his weakest soliders (20-sth year olds who wanna spend the whole day browsing pinterest instead)
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i love paintings that look as if they have ghosts in them
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i can't vibe with anyone who thinks icarus was an ignorant idiot for flying too close to the sun. "oh i'd never do that i would have remembered my father's warning and been fine". do you seriously think that after years of imprisonment, feeling the sun on your face and the open air beneath your wings, you would be able to focus on anything but the joy of being alive and free? do you actually think that if you were given the opportunity to go where nobody has never been before, you wouldn't want to push it to the limit? to dare to be the first to try what no one else has ever even thought possible? do you honestly think you're too good for your own human nature? look me in the eyes and tell me if i strapped a pair of wings to your back that could take you wherever you wanted to go whenever you pleased that you'd be careful and sensible about it. you are not better than icarus just because you have the benefit of his example.
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angling myself away from people so that they don’t look at my phone screen and see me writing 4 paragraphs about my feelings on my notes app
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the art of book covers
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its always i love you its never “lights in a summer night make a false start in the evening sunset. in my seventeenth july i met you. hey sunflower, i ask my dictionary the definition of ‘cute’. words bubble up like soda pop. a thunderous roar, words exist for the sake of expression. an evening rainbow, i have something to tell you. a piece of my great passion sent into your hand. i’ll scream with all my might. to you, during summers end. yamazakura, i like the leaves you’ve hidden. yamazakura, i like those cute teeth of yours. yamazakura, i like the leaves you’ve hidden. yamazakura, i like those cute teeth of yours. yamazakura, i like cute fireworks too. yamazakura, i like that cute smile of yours. yamazakura i like you, smile. i like you!”
#this#this movie!#has my heart#oh gosh#words bubble up like soda pop#サイダーのように言葉が湧き上がる#cider no you ni kotoba ga wakiagaru#I'm smiling crying way too hard
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My Salinger Year (2020)
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Ahh to be a wet beast on Wednesday.

Marbles is living the good life
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Currently at that point in my life where I get excited because of cute and expensive appliances \(ϋ)/♩
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it's so important for your health and well-being to get overly attached to a fictional man who is both deeply amoral and unbelievably, pathetically sad
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