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how to stop wanting something i can never have
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Grasshopper's Dream Cafe Located: Jeongseon, South Korea
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Stephanie Foo,聽What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma
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but wait! i鈥檓 ambidextrous >:)
i wish i could make my feed left handed
like move the like button to the left side so i could use my dominant hand to like posts :(
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i wish i could make my feed left handed
like move the like button to the left side so i could use my dominant hand to like posts :(
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healing the soul with fandom content
let me exist in my little bubble again :)
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you guys can clearly tell i don鈥檛 know how to use this
馃帹: naginoy
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goodbye x and instagram! RIP tiktok 馃 HELLO TUMBLR
馃帹: meromune
#tiktokmigrant #pleasehavemercyonme #vtuber
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fascinating how grief makes you miss people who suck
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If you aren't taking care of yourself, you can't take care of others. Please don't forget that.
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Prometheus.
And any wild muttering of her mouth was gold,
The words after it spun moonlight to dust it through,
Elevated with passion, with that harmless fire that runs
Through me, and She is Prometheus,
I only the lowly who desire her flame.
I made creation with her, took my empty vessels for a bargain
For her pages teem with life,
Scattered splendour gathering around her,
Lighting the way for those midnight teacups of hers.
These dregs rise up, and up, and up,
Through me, and She is Prometheus,
I only the lowly who desire her flame.
She takes my head on her shoulder,
Witnesses me, records these pages
And I wonder at her writings,
Ancient script, for I worship them
As I worship her.
The altar is my body, incensed hands machinating offerings one by one,
She tells me the Word, and it seeps
Through me, and She is Prometheus,
I only the lowly who desire her flame.
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