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Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays And Other Writings originally published in 2004

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V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

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a girl of fear, a woman of anger— look how we've grown

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YOUR HAND FOUND MINE. —anne sexton @lgbtqcreators creator challenge: sci-fi, adaptations, parallels, bisexual rep

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Daredevil .380 | 2.11

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100 DAYS OF PERCABETH ↳ Day 28

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“i’m trapped.”

[ dead poets society (1989) / chapter viii, chen chen / young royals 2x04 / the raven boys, maggie stiefvater / “rocks in my shoes” (unreleased), noah kahan / ted lasso 3x11 / welcome to nightvale, joseph fink & jeffrey cranor / “homesick,” noah kahan ]

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Found the best edit I’ve ever seen ohmygod

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“i want you to know, i will love you as long as i breathe.”

dune part ii / ojibwa / waiting for this story to end before i begin another, jan heller lev

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#It's Tenet logic 🤷🏻‍♂️

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She turned to look at him, and he was already looking at her. “I’m going to miss you when I wake up,” she whispered, because she realized that she must have fallen asleep under the sun. Arin was too real for her imagination. He was a dream. “Don’t wake up,” he said. (insp.)

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> THE JESTER

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staring at the blank page before you open up the dirty window let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find reaching for something in the distance so close you can almost taste it release your inhibitions feel the rain on your skin no one else can feel it for you only you can let it in no one else no one else can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken live your life with arms wide open today is where your book begins the rest is still unwritten

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I wonder if Edmund ever learned that the Turkish Delight the queen gave him was enchanted.

How long did he think it was his fault, his greed, his heart, that decided to betray his family?

Did he die thinking it was all his fault? Did he die with the thought that he had been selfish enough to turn on his family for a pastry?

How long did he have to live with that guilt, or did Aslan assuage him of that with the conversation they had after getting him back from the witch?

Did knowing it was enchanted even help? Or did the guilt still eat away at him?

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For me, it's the ships with one (1) curly-haired, messy boy with suppressed daddy(or mummy) issues who literally wouldn't survive a day without a gorgeous too-good-for-this-world black/brown girl who gets shit done, looks amazing in braids and somehow likes having him around anyway.