faraway-lightning
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DREAMERS ARE TO BE CLASSIFIED AS WEAPONS
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Rachel // 31 // vigorously into androids
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faraway-lightning · 5 hours ago
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faraway-lightning · 2 days ago
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You know your drunk art post about love and personhood from 2019? Every night at bedtime my late cat would lie on my chest, and her little heartbeat would be right on top of mine, and I'd think about that piece of art you made, and have a similar sort of image in my head. Anyway, yesterday I finally put the image to paper, and idk where this is going, just that that piece of art you created means a lot to me. Have a cool day ✌️
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OHHHH MY GOD!!!!! EVERYBODY SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LOOK AT THIS. ITS ALL BEEN WORTH IT
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faraway-lightning · 3 days ago
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was talking to a coworker and realised i could not for the life of me remember his name but i was too embarrassed to ask because we've spoken multiple times so mid-conversation i started concocting a plan to nudge the conversation towards the ID photos on our building passes so that i could be like oh my ID photo is awful haha the camera they use to take these has a real talent for making me look as unphotogenic as possible and then he would say oh yes me too haha everyone says that (because they do) and then i would be able to say well let me see yours it can't be as bad as mine! and he would show me his ID because we are coworkers and why wouldn't he and this would allow me to see his building pass which of course would have his name on it and then i would be able to say well yours is perfectly nice it must be me that's the problem! and then we would have a polite chuckle about it and i would have his name without needing to ask for it and he would be none the wiser and all would be well but then before i could execute this fine plan a little voice in my head went "so this is some light yagami bull shit you are about to pull" which was such a violent reality check it shocked me completely out of my embarrassment and i went "hey im so sorry your name has slipped my mind could you remind me" and he did and it was fine.
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faraway-lightning · 5 days ago
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best part of KPop Demon Hunters is all the ridiculous faces the girls make
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faraway-lightning · 7 days ago
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I like to have fun enjoy and celebrate
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faraway-lightning · 7 days ago
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every time we talk i have to tell myself to leave. the only other person i've ever wanted to just sit and absorb their presence has been with my mother. we can sit and be absolutely silent and it's fine. it's perfect. i feel delusional and i need to be sedated.
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faraway-lightning · 12 days ago
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wish i could very casually tell tech 32 that more often than not talking to him is usually the best part of my day. unfortunately i'm afraid of being unbearably weird.
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faraway-lightning · 13 days ago
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Lawyer: How would you like to handle the custody agreement?
Parent: I want my wife to take one of my infant daughters to the UK and I’ll take the other one and we will never see each other again.
Lawyer: You want to fucking what?
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faraway-lightning · 13 days ago
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anyways (I say this as someone who is deeply critical of the united states government, military, unchecked capitalism, police, etc) I am SICK of people treating america as if it has no cultural value or positives so….. I love u 85 million acres (bigger than italy) of national parks. I love u harlem renaissance. I love u groundhogs day. I love u sweet tea and fried chicken and jambalaya. I love u apple cider donuts and maizes on crisp autumn days. I love u 95k miles of coastlines and new england fisherman and hand knitted sweaters. I love u halloween where millions of people dress up and give candy to strangers and carve jack o’lanterns. I love u small talk and small towns and potlucks and bringing over casseroles to your struggling neighbors. I love u cowboys and ranch hands and arizonian cactus. I love u appalachian trail and dirtbikes and divebars. I love u sparklers and fireflies. I love u mark twain and toni morrison and emily dickinson and henry david thoreau. I love u rock n roll i love u bluegrass and hippies i love u jimi hendrix and nirvana and CCR and janis joplin. I love u victorian houses and jonny appleseed and john henry and mothman and bigfoot. I love u foggy days in the pacific northwest and neon signs and roadside attractions. I love u baseball and 1950s diners and soft serve. I love u native american art and pop art and poptarts. I love u blue jeans and barbecues and jazz musicians 
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faraway-lightning · 14 days ago
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she let me hit because i’m- [i remember she didn’t actually let me hit] [i remember she never really existed] [i remember the accident] oh my god the accident…
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faraway-lightning · 14 days ago
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A patron came in to the library a few weeks ago looking for a copy of "The Tale of Peter Rabbit". She said she wanted to replicate Peter's coat for her daughter's rabbit. Library staff found her the book thinking she meant a stuffed rabbit. But, lo and behold, it was a real rabbit! Introducing... Melvin Rabbit!
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faraway-lightning · 14 days ago
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i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite
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faraway-lightning · 15 days ago
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Cover for Harper's Bazar magazine by Erte (Romain de Tirtoff), 1919
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faraway-lightning · 19 days ago
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Sound designing a vampire being hit in the face with a shovel is... challenging. Who would've guessed.
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faraway-lightning · 19 days ago
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Fuck you *migrates to another environment and evolves entirely new characteristics over thousands of years*
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faraway-lightning · 20 days ago
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and then sometimes i think about the situation and it feels like pinching a candle flame and i think you are being totally delusional and then i think about how he asked if i wanted a large coffee instead of a medium because he knew i slept badly and he patted my shoulder when we talked about the incompetence of people and he stayed in my office longer than he had to to keep talking to me and he asks about the cat and says my devotion to the cat is about companionship and he never makes fun of me for it, and i think about how he smiles at me sometimes, or leans toward me on the lift apparatus in a way that does wonderful things to his muscles, and he's leaning close, and he's tall, and his eyes are so piercing when he looks at me, and i'm always making him laugh, and is it because i'm funny (he told me i was funny) or is it because he likes me? i know he likes me because he says what do we care what people think that we're friends, and is that because we are friends or because we're leaning to being more? and i remember how he told me once, i mean this seriously, you're very intelligent. you see through all the bullshit, and i listen to him talk about his divorce and i want to tell him you need to have a limit to how gracious you are because she is having her cake and eating too, and you're letting her, and i want to tell him you do not need to walk on your knees for one hundred miles, repenting for your grief, and i want to tell him, i called you a good person and you called yourself a sinner, and i don't think that they are mutually exclusive, and i want to tell him i think we could sit together and be quiet, and i would love that and i want to tell him given enough time and space i think we could make something quite lovely, and i want to tell him i think you're lovely,
and i would never, ever tell him any of these things, i will hold them very quietly in my heart and hope they don't show in my face when i hand him his coffee and he hands me mine, but i know that they do because when i think of him i smile and i check my eyes and my lips in the mirror and i think oh, everybody around knows what your heart looks like.
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