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i try to stop-and-look-around as often as i can. but.

for a long time now, i've just been pushing myself. candle-at-both-ends. late nights, early mornings. telling myself it's just for one more week. for a few more days. a couple more hours. that i can do it while i'm young, that i have an easy life in comparison to others. it always extends itself. the longest reprieve i get is for a few hours - and then it's back on my feet.

i have been crying a lot in my dreams. last night in the middle of one, i heard myself say: i'm just having a hard time right now. i don't have time, energy, or the opportunity for a breakdown. i woke up and forced myself through my paces. i don't feel like i am really drowning yet, just kind of bone tired. i feel like the water is scooping at the bottom of my chin. tantalus; i remain thirsty while barely treading ocean.

i have a really beautiful life. i am always so grateful for it. today i saw an owl in the wild. the other day i saw a black bear waiting to cross the road. on a whim i bought myself a tray of blue cupcakes that say dad! and have been eating them one-by-one, enjoying how they stain my teeth and hands.

i'm not supposed to be sad at this point. i'm supposed to be happy, and young, and doing well. to have joy sound in a ring around in my ribs like a bell, perfect and raw. i try to be kind. i try to look at the world through rose-colored glasses.

i want to lie down. i want to let the ache come up and over the mountain and dig her badger claws into me and lay me under the swamp. i want it to be quiet for once. i want to close my eyes and have no thoughts, no battering ram of noise. i just want to curl up and forget; to rest for a long and serene couple of weeks. maybe longer. i haven't decided yet. i don't want to put another oh, remember in my organizer. i don't want to get out of bed. and fuck every email i have been forgetting to send.

i don't have time to forget. i don't have time to mess around, to fall behind, to slip under. i cannot break down because there simply is too much to do and too much to lose, so i keep shoving all the ache into some dark sewer of my heart and slamming myself into the wall of every day in order to just make it through. in the shower, in bed, while driving to the next thing - all i can do is think oh, don't forget, you've got to remember, there's more to do, when you get there you have to -

there isn't time for the hurt. but i can feel it, is the thing. the snuffling motion behind the door, an animal without name. it will be soft, when it takes me. i know it is learning the latches, slowly. it is waiting for me to slip up just-the-once. it is waiting for me to really feel it, down to my core. it is patient. it is loyal. i saw it in the mirror the other day, and then i looked away before it could rip through the center of my nose.

feeling the ground swell up, her little musical voice: sleep, little one, curl up on the floor. and then i tell her hush. there's no time.

just a couple weeks more.

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Happy pride month to the tiny cowboy and tiny Trojan man from Night at the Museum

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Every time I open tumblr I find a new article that’s like ‘Pattinson said this about Batman’ and honestly it gets funnier every time.

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fucks sake

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it's a sea dog

reblog to take the person you reblogged from to the aquarium

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that's a dog

reblog to take the person you reblogged from to the aquarium

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reblog to take the person you reblogged from to the aquarium

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guys im starting to think taylor swift read We Were Liars, folklore album is full of references to the book im-

just noticed how well Seven by @taylorswift goes with the aesthetic of We Were Liars novel by E. Lockhart

im crying

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Devour

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happy birthday!! meow

Happy new year's everybody! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

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When you realize why it’s titled “we WERE liars”

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when i tell you i went numb

"I killed them. My liars, my darlings."

- we were liars, by e. lockhart

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100 Books ↳ #94 - We Were Liars

A beautiful and distinguished family. A private island. A brilliant, damaged girl; a passionate, political boy. A group of four friends—the Liars—whose friendship turns destructive. A revolution. An accident. A secret. Lies upon lies. True love. The truth. Read it. And if anyone asks you how it ends, just LIE.

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HE SHOT HER????? HI??? WTF???? HAH????

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“The universe is seeming really huge right now… I need something to hold on to.”

— E. Lockhart // We Were Liars

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sorry but this is absolutely sending me

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just noticed how well Seven by @taylorswift goes with the aesthetic of We Were Liars novel by E. Lockhart

im crying