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I’M DONE MOVING

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the king of douche

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2.22.04

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i either need to get flayed alive or kissed

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i have not yet watched evil dead 2013 (movie that has historically kept me sane as long as i watch it once a year at the very least) and i can feel myself slipping off that ledge

if i don’t watch evil dead 2013 tonight i might actually go off the deep end

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so i brought my spine home and idk what to do w it bc the hanging hardware that was provided with it is for….like a wall….but the hanger is at the top of the spine and it’s so 3d that i believe it needs to be hung from the ceiling….idk i’ll figure it out but she’s so pretty she’s one of the best gifts ive ever gotten and i haven’t had room to hang her until now!!!

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OMGOMGOMG The Raven Cycle is honestly one of my absolute favorite series ever, and I'm so glad you liked it!

I didn't have much of an idea what to expect when I first read The Raven Boys years ago, but I ended up going through the whole series in no time, and it'd had a vice grip on my brain ever since.

I've never wanted to live in a fictional place more than Fox Way, and Maggie Steifvater can take the most innocuous phrases out of context ("That's all there is" "Don't throw it away") and give them the weight of a sledgehammer.

Oh: And how Pete and Patrick coded is "Dream me the world, something new for every night"?!

weight of a sledgehammer is correct, like at least 25 times per book i got my chest caved in by 6 or less words strung together and had to lie on the dirty ass floor of my old house and writhe around about it. like truly a thing where you try to explain it to people and you end up being like actually you just have to be changed by it yourself like you have to go through the trials yourself i cannot do it justice.

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It’s his birthday!!!!!!!!!

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If you genuinely enjoy being alone, do you ever wonder if it is an inherent part of your character or if it stems from feeling inescapably lonely in the first place until you taught yourself to enjoy the peace and happiness one can find in solitude? what if the reason you now prefer & choose solitude at every turn is because you were a very lonely child, or teenager, not by your own choice, and that’s how you learnt to thrive and grow, so you no longer know if you can do that around people? There might also be an element of personal pride, an unconscious “you can’t fire me I quit” point when your brain decided to switch your feelings about solitude from distress to relief. I often find myself defending my love of being alone, to people who worry that I can’t possibly be happy to live in an isolated house in the woods; I insist that I do! I really do specifically enjoy the isolated factor and chose to live here because of it, but then I wonder how to differentiate an ingrained love of solitude from an acquired ability to thrive off unchosen loneliness, to learn from it and be nourished by it; to what extent it might be a form of contentment built on a bedrock of resignation.

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Happy 40th Birthday, Patrick Stump!

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x

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have you seen my lil guy

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“they let that cringe millennial cunt make a movie and the soundtrack is muddy ballsweat!!!!!!!!” is what they’ll be saying about my movie.

if they let me make a movie one day i prommy the soundtrack will be absolutely grimy

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if they let me make a movie one day i prommy the soundtrack will be absolutely grimy