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the suffering never ends

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I literally just want to go live in the woods and hold a kitten and maybe read a book by a babbling creek. Is that really too much to ask

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WHERE IS SHE?

WHERE DID THEY TOOK HER?

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and then sometimes I remember being...

🏳️‍🌈👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🧚‍♀️🦋🐞✨🌈

isn't always

🏳️‍🌈👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🧚‍♀️🦋🐞✨ 🌈

and it's actually

⛈️😤🤬🤨🖕🙁👎💥🗽🚫

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:/

real writers don’t have writer’s block because they never start writing in the first place.

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Either he has info they want or he tried to look up supergirls skirt.

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💗

online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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she's already dead what do you mean

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couldn't stop myself from doing lettering for the first time in ages. sometimes the emotion is more important than the technique

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rip mythbusters you would've loved destroying cybertrucks

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i feel a normal amount of emotions about this fictional woman i promise

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not to alarm anyone but is anybody else worried about how everybody is fucking stupid

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Today I saw a leaf that looked like a frog and I was like haha nice and then it hopped because it WAS a frog and I started crying bc life is really full of everyday miracles including but not limited to experiencing frogs

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in order to lead a happy life im gonna have to disappoint my parents a bit