potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk
potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk
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(TAKING A HIATUS FOR STUDIES.)(WILL contuinue writing as i can!!!!! I will only pop on as able to interact with fandom stuff so don't tak it personally if it takes me forever to reply to you. (genderqueer guy)Pansexual (gay leaning if ya can’t tell)(Not my art)Just a blog dedicated to my fav friends with benefits, nothing more than it is.. (repressed gays in utter love) nope nothing more here… AO3TheProjector
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Hard to get out of bed sometimes
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- Clementine Von Radics
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The Celestial Dance
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“Best friends can turn a horrible day into one of the best days of your life.”
— Unknown
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“Sometimes it’s about playing a poor hand well.” — The Goldfinch, Chapter 12 – “The Rendezvous Point,” Section i: page 707 
“just because fate doesn’t deal you the right cards, it doesn’t mean you should give up. It just means you have to play the cards you get to their maximum potential.”
— Colleen Hoover, The Score
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love as recognition
anna gavalda / friedrich nietzsche / clarice lispector / jandy nelson / rebecca perry / mhairi mcfarlane
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the purpose of friends is to have people who unconditionally hate your shitty exes & relatives. like maybe YOU have a complex relationship with your father but i sure don't. i'm outside his house with a gun. he's not the unforgivable asshole who raised me he's just an unforgivable asshole
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“The tower room is dark. But they light up each other’s faces with their smiles. They grope their way forward like blind people and find each other like a door. Almost like children who are terrified of the night, they cling to each other. And yet they are not afraid. There is nothing that could be against them: no yesterday, no tomorrow; for time has fallen away. And they are blossoming out of its ruins. He doesn’t ask, “Your husband?” She doesn’t ask, “Your name?” They have come together so that they can be for each other a new generation. They will give each other a hundred new names and will take them all off again, gently, as you would take off an earring.”― Rainer Maria Rilke (Die Weise Von Liebe Und Tod Des Cornets Christoph Rilke: Und Andere Prosagedichte)
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potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk · 2 months ago
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finished the book yesterday
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potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk · 2 months ago
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boreo as fuck
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potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk · 2 months ago
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potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk · 2 months ago
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I can hear Boris accent and him probably rizzing Theo
- the side neck tilt
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potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk · 2 months ago
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Yea
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