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i'm going to be remaking beh. she'll be removed from d&d main verse but it will still be available as a option as a tetiary.
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To be loved loudly is all I want from this life
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Essential Poems of Marina Tsvetaeva; "For Anna Akhmatova,"
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Analicia Sotelo, from Virgin: Poems; “South Texas Persephone”
[Text ID: “Look now: my heart / is a fist of barbed wire.”]
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Prowling Tiger (detail) by Herbert Dicksee (1915)
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*kicks down door* only I can say my writing sucks! You’re not allowed to say your writing sucks! You’re writing! You’re doing more than any fucking tech bro could ever pay for! *leaps out window*
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having ocs is like she's my daughter. she's my power fantasy. i'm giving her everything i hate about my personality. she's a war criminal. she's never done anything wrong in her life ever. i love her. i hate her. i'm making her life miserable. who did this to her. she's unlikeable but everyone should like her. she's baby. she does cocaine in the bathroom
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Fuck chatting, let’s send each other handwritten letters
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what is your curse?
Warren's Wend
Over and out and down and out and in-- the warren winds and writhes and wends another net into the earth, another untraceable shape of your own clawing need. You must always find another tunnel. Another mouthful of dirt to stain your tongue. And when you think that you are done, the smell of smoke to set you off again. You need to keep digging-- because something is chasing you. You need to keep digging-- because when you dig, you do not think. And down and out and on itself, weaving the turgid air. The surface is never nearer. The dogs are always close-- they could not turn back if they tried. You are the rabbit. You are the snare. You dig.
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— Brenna Twohy, "I Know It's a Little Late," Forgive Me My Salt (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
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i am being hunted by a persistence predator called the consequences of my actions
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me to partners: please take however long u need to reply literally reply whenever pls dont ever feel pressured ever okay u matter
me thinking about replies: holy jesus fuck i need to reply or they’ll hate me oh my god i have to reply right now im fucking sweating lord save me
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be'lakor, leader of the worm loser. edits 4/--.
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“One day I will show you the dirt beneath my nails and you’ll know not only of the things I’ve buried and the graves I’ve dug, but of the weeds picked and the flowers grown.”
— Kelsey Danielle
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