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Regulus definitely went through the shared queer experience of not knowing if you wanted to be them or get with them when he fist had a crush on James

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People who don't hyperfixate will never know the slightly horrible, completely impossible-to-replicate feeling of being so intensely invested in something it possesses you, takes over your waking thoughts and rides some weird line between being excited, anxious, and stressed as hell while still being entirely some other beast.

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Sad but true...

It's been a while since I got drunk and reminisced of all the things I'm grateful to be alive for

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I still think about how you told me I was the love of your life.

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An ode to fanfic writers.

Regulus Black has saved my life.

A character that has not more that three lines in cannon has become my saving grace. When I became completely indifferent for the outside world and couldn’t find a reason to wake up everyday he was the only reason I tried. I’m not saying it’s healthy or a healthy coping mechanisms but he was the only reason.

I thank every day to the generous fanfic writers that gave me a reason to keep living (honorary mention to MesserMoon, MsKingBean89, Solmussa, chazzledazzlethem, wrongcaitlyn, zeppazariel, lumosinlove) for giving me a reason to keep going. To force my soul to appreciate life in a way I was unable to do for myself at the moment. I wish every fanfic writer knows how much love I have for them, for the simple act act of sharing their most true self.

I try to comment in every fanfic I read full of appreciation for your work but if it was untouched, even if I haven’t have pleasure I reading your work, THAK YOU, in name of every person’s life you’ve touched.

Genuinely, I love you.

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I feel weird because I'm a 22 year old that is emotionally dependent on a fictional character that is part of a very very minor plot line in the original work.

Like, wtf!? I literally not failed one of my courses because if regulus black saw me give into my anxiety he would understand but tell to keep going no matter what. He would shake me and tell me I'm stronger that my demons. That he only likes competent people and I was behaving stupidly. And then hug after my shock and help me finish it.

Just so you understand THE THOUGHT OF REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK being disappointed in me gave me strength to stay up until 4 am to finish my final project.

That little emo shit has me graped around his little finger and he's death (and fictional)

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Fine! I'll do it myself.

ReMuS iS tHe CaSaNoVa Of HoGwArTs

EvErYoNe Is In LoVe WiTh HiM

rEmUs LuPiN iS lOwKeY a PlAyEr

blah blah blah

WHERE ARE THE FICS THEN??? WHERE??? YOU CANT KEEP SAYING THESE THINGS AND NOT GIVE RECS?!!?!

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Happy Valentine's to everyone who tries to make their world a better place everyday.

I love you ❤️

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I’ve thought about love a lot lately. Not about romantic love or filial love but about the rough meaning of love.

I’ve come to the conclusion that it really is possible to love everyone, because I do. The true meaning of love is to know deeply, I may not know every specific moment in your life that helped make you into the person you are today but I believe I understand human nature, it’s fears and delights, it’s motivations and wants, meaning I understand the most important parts of you.

So yeah. I love you.

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Erosión

Poco a poco desaparece.

Con cada gota,

La corriente te arrastra

Lejos de mí.

El caudal solo aumenta.

Pronto lo que había

Otra cosa será.

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Tales From the Modern Incubus UPDATE TOMORROW

Listen up TFMI fans - I'd like to share part 17 with you tomorrow but part 16 only has 141 notes! Please like, reblog, and comment.

Tomorrow's update is just over 7k words and contains nearly 5k words of steamy, depraved smut. Sneak peek under the gif below...

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“I do not know who I am, where I am going - and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these hideous questions.”

— Sylvia Plath

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I need a kiss that’s life ending and a reboots my senses at the same time. The kind of kiss where every millimeter feels infinite. When you feel a pull towards the other person so strong, you know it’s inevitable. Every glance, every touch, feels life altering. And time seems to stop but it’s like your mind isn’t working right and you are trying to catch up with you body.

But most of all I miss kissing you, because every kiss felt unique.

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okay now that i’ve calmed down what am i going to buy myself as a treat for enduring this suffering

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Every night you dream that you talk to a genie, when you wake up you can't remember what you wished for. One morning you wake up with a giant crab pincer replacing your right arm. What do you do?

I open a paper cutting and papel picado gallery, quickly gaining track in the art world and I become the first human-crab hybrid to ever be exhibited in the MET.

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I'm having the existential crisis of a lifetime but at least the playlist I created specifically for this exact situation is

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I hate thinking

I know its very presumptuous of me to say I consider myself a less dumb than average person but a fact is a fact ¯_( ͡❛ _ ͡❛)_/¯ and I also know that the whole burnout gifted child speech has been over done by now but I wish I was stupid.

Did you know that the higher your IQ the higher are your chances of being mentaly ill. Guess what I am? Both. I believe that happens because thinking better just makes you suffer. I have a better understanding of the world, which means I have a better understanting of everything thats wrong, which means I have a better understanding that we are FUCKED.