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"I don't need escapism" I say as i remain a slut for books .

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There’s a weapon I wish I could wield when I feel the vomit of your gaze hit the side of my face. I want an education in remembering and I want an education in forgetting. I fast until the basket is done, throw my maidenhead into the trash, and relish the solidarity of absolute feminine horror.

— Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta, from "Men Who Cannot Love," La Movida

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Dear Men,

I hope you know not all women are out to

break your heart.

We're not trying to take your money,

we crave you to give us

your heart;

because we want to give you ours too.

We're not here to cheat on you,

we want to be

with you;

because we don't see and don't want to see any other man

but you.

We aren't that interested in flashy expensive gifts,

we want what you give us to be

thoughtful

and come from the heart.

We don't want the world,

we want your time,

and if you really feel a need to give us the world than

be present with us, because

the world won't mean much unless

you're in it with us.

From,

Women who aren't out to hurt men.

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real estate, richard siken / the king’s men, nora sakavic / the day i leave, o’leary / do not go gentle into that good night, dylan thomas

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Mothers & Fathers

@heavensghost | Jasmine R., “Untitled” | Berthe Morisot, “The Cradle” | @honeytuesday | Unknown | Alain de Botton | Léon Lucien Goupil, “Motherhood” | Chen Chen, “Poplar Street” | Ella Wilson, “Take Care: Mothers, Daughters, and Inheriting Self-Hatred” | @maiabaia | Kazuya Akimoto, “Mother and a Child in the Mirror” | Li-Young Lee, “Folding a Five-Cornered Star so the Corners Meet” | Aaron Smith, “Primer” | Catherine Lacey, “Cut” | futngina | Jules David, “Vice and Virtue: Misery” | Rupi Kaur, “The Sun and Her Flowers”

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Hey, I say let men in your life know when they are cute. Do it. I went to try new glasses with my boyfriend, and I noticed him going back to a pair he wouldn't usually go for and repeating "actually..." in a soft voice. So I asked him to show me. The glasses where round and thin and made his face look soft. He looked super cute. "Baby, you look fucking cute" i told him, because he did. He's had those glasses for the past week and from time to time I tell him he looks good and he lights up and says "I'm so fucking cute". He is. Men and masc folk are cute, and I want them to hear it more, earnestly, because it's great to see them be shy and giddy and soft and proud and even cuter about it. I don't think I need to justify myself more. Do it. Highly recommend. Godspeed.

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"I don't have high standards"

My fictional boyfriends: 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

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Aaron blackford, im going to marry you.

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Author: in this book, the protagonist is a cute guy, he loves everyone and every-

Fans: Hmmm, okk. AND?

Author: and there’s the villain, skinny boy with dark hair and so pale that looks like he NEVER get out of his house

Fans: W O W

Author: NO, focus on the good guy. He has to save the wor-

Fans: OMG! The villain is a murderer?

Author: yeah, but that’s not the point

Fans: I already want to marry him😍

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i am a simple woman. i read about a hot charasmatic villain and i fall in love.

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i hate when people say “tell me about yourself” like bitch my personality changes with whatever book i’m reading because i absorb the personality of the protagonist idk what to tell you

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HARRY STYLES Coachella • 2022

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✧ HARRY STYLES Coachella 2022 - Week 2

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Bestie did you read the update? You wanna come to therapy with me?

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It’s 4:40AM and I have discovered important information on a fanfic and all my friends are asleep

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there's nothing more comforting than picking up an old book and immediately reemerging yourself into the story. a book that feels familiar, a book that feels like home, a book that feels like the warm embrace of an old friend. you read the first page and all of those feelings come back- the excitement, the wonder, the awe. what were you going through when you first read these words? how much have you grown? you reread the same paragraphs. you reattach yourself to the characters. you reimagine the setting and the descriptions and is it different? or is it all the same? are you different? are you the same? who do you want to be?