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happy birthday i love u. 🥺 @quintn / @sixfound / @hystareia

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   IF   YOU   ARE    A    BLACK    MUN   OR   WRITER   within    the    tumblr   rpc  ,   reblog    this    to   spread    awareness !    you    can   fill    out    this   form    with    all     your    information   and    i’ll    add   you    to   the   list .

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Jon Bernthal & Rosemarie DeWitt in ‘Sweet Virginia’ (2017)

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like a shawl ,      night wears obsidian,   where criminal     *&    GOOD  AND  EVIL  AND  THE INBETWEEN   alike play in push and pull.      ❛❛   you know,   our paths weren’t supposed to be crossin’ like this again,   you remember that  ?  ❜❜     [   THE PUNISHER RUED THE EVER TIMELY MINGLING OF THEIR AESTHETICS FOR THE VERY SAME REASON THEY CHARMED HIM.   ]      in the way flutes charm snakes.    it’s something buried deep,   wield an axe,   mine and pick apart the flesh,    reopen wounds festering and poorly stitched,   choke on soot and gravel ,     *&     you’ll find the real lining of their seams,   the fangs,   the furs,   the things that bark and bite.   

frank can squint,   envelop himself in the flesh and bone,  and still come out blind.     ❛❛    droppin’ off the god damn grid again,  weren’t you  ?   ❜❜      @thefixer​,     +    sc.    

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[𝚍]     in  a   WEB.  

a collection of cutting - deep syllables,         a naiad of denial resurges from her depths.      his dialogue is met with a characteristic arch of her brow      —     nobody must blame her,       HE’S OPTING FOR THE POETIC.           ❛❛      did they teach you that at marine daycare  ?        or personal experience  ?      ❜❜          a measured curve of crimson lips,     from amused banter to genuine interest.       she is surrounded by walking enigmas     ;     this man is not an exception to the rule.      HE IS LIVING PROOF.           ❛❛      i can tell you what never fails to fix me    …    red wine.      ❜❜

half wounded by the ghosts ,       and a cataclysmic scope of do and don’t,        he listens to the scope of her voice.     [   natures a bit chipped and eggshell - like  ]  SUBMERGED  INTO  A  CADENCE.    here they’ll find themselves again,    back again,   like a rounding whirlpool.     i know this feeling ,    he thinks.   i know what it is.   plain sight and hidden.    so,  he sets a verse to her song,   meets in the middle with a laugh that’s lacking.      ❛❛     marine daycare,  yeah,   that’s right.    held my hand through it,  too,   worked my ass through naptime.    ❜❜       this middleground resolve,   though impervious , runs rampant with trap doors  *&  faux intimacy.   elbow to railing,   he rests.    and the moon fissures over new york city    it’s a waiting match,  an empire to catch spark and burn to the ground in a day.    [  the city is ash and dust. ]   but it’s theirs.   ARENANDIAN AND HER PUNISHER.  rich like deep,  red wine.     ❛❛    that an offer?    red wine.    weak shit,  red wine.   ❜❜

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starter call.

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𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜. 

 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒   𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒   𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍   against   the   deluge,   against   the   ache   ;   what   to   say   to   a   dead   man   walking   ??   trick   question.   sticky   with   foxglove   honey.         ❝   what   about   you,   frank   ??   ❞

[   what about you,  frank    ?   :      and the hell’s kitchen  deathbringer  cannot help but query himself,     𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃   𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃   𝙷𝙸𝙼? ?    —    he’s composed of the causalities and ghosts that     exist    within the marrow,   the vitriolic grasp of the morality once removed.     ❛❛  shiiit,  what about me,  huh  ?   what about -   ..   what about what i feel,  right,   𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔  ?? ❜❜     folding and hex-like,  he’s took the guise of a 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐔𝐌 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊,  and teeters to *&  fro on this hour between what’s   placid   and  what’s  orey eyed.       +      @genitrice​​

[  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝙰𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶?   𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃.  𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃,  𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙿𝚄𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙿𝚂𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙿 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙴.  ]

*&  guest of honor,    the punisher,   tangled in the   devil’s waltz   of hell’s kitchen.   the dance is a daily affair among   the walking dead,   minding your step,   𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒,  for you’ve sold these to fight.   ❛❛  me and the ghosts.       :         but    NOT YOU,   nah.    not you.  ❜❜ 

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                          because    i    don’t     THINK     you    do .

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aight so we know 2020 has been an absolute torture for everyone here. no matter what has happened this year to you personally or the world around you, for those who have lost, or lost opportunities, or lost jobs, or didn’t know what to do or where to go, no matter what it is, it’s safe and it’s okay to feel angry or hurt or scared or upset. and it’s okay to feel lost. if there hasn’t been much to be achieved this year, most especially due to the circumstances, know that pullin through, holding on, was an achievement in itself. this year was hard. dont let anybody tell you differently. if your best was all you could give, you gave plenty. if all you did was go to sleep and wake up everyday, then you did enough. you are enough. and as we move into the new year, i just wanna remind yall that you can truly do anything you set your mind to, anyone you want to be, anything you want to be, anywhere you want to go. and yes, there are hold ups, or set backs, or fears and doubts, but at the end of the day, you can do it all. and you may not know that yet, and that’s okay, because if you don’t believe it, there’s someone that’s gon believe it until you do. don’t lose yourself. and if you do,  you can guide yourself home.  just never forget who you are, or what you want for anybody or anything. 

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so

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— naveed khan

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❝    it’s  a  sickness,  right,   it’s -  it’s    what’s left.    a  brand  new    evil    every  minute,   shit       spewed   out     fast  as  they  can     think  ‘em  up.    ❞      @abject​ ,   𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎   +   eric.