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the love i have for you isn’t pure, my love.. it’s raw, feral—ugly in its honesty, and it clings to me, unhidden, dripping from my skin. when they look at me, they see you. how haunting, this looming love, your presence burned into my soul, your name stitched into my ribs, your shadow injected into my veins, all that bind me to a world for which i had no purpose than to find you
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our souls used to be one, once
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kind of obsessed with the characterization of jayce and viktor as fundamentally good people who will also go absolutely batshit insane if you separate them because theyre also ridiculously codependent to a degree that is concerning for everybody else's wellbeing. they were literally away from each other for a couple of months and almost ended the entire world
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I love this picture so much! Post it whenever I come across it.
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Vincent van Gogh Still Life with French Novels and Glass with a Rose 1887
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my first life was as the first bug to be mashed up into a red pigment and ever since humanity has had me in its grip
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they call me the nuance lover because I love nuance
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some of my fav stuff about book 2 and book 3 of svsss which was mostly the misunderstanding in every page
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honestly we were born to eat bread and olive oil like that’s it
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"answer the following questions true or false" from grapefruit by yoko ono
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