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this is an addiction of the worst kind im sobbing

me before bed every night

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i have E X A M S from 11th. pls im begging i cannot

“You’ll have to pry ao3 from my cold dead hands,”

You really have to though, I (urgently) need to study.

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The dead dove tag on ao3 speaks to me like the green goblin mask.

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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it's not that I need a quiet day or a day off exactly; it's that I need a pocket of time that exists entirely outside of linear time as we know it that would allow me to get things done without time passing in the real world, and frankly, I don't think that's too much to ask.

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claiming this energy

good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

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Elijah Wood, Daniel Radcliffe, and Robert Pattison all have this like... this vibe. This energy.

I'm not quite sure what it is...but it's something.

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the idle fantasizer has fallen victim to another reverie

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the audacity of people who were once the most important part of your life and who you genuinely once upon a time couldn't live without and if you get to know that they were thinking something negative about you, you feel genuine pain in your body, and who are still around tho you learned to live without them and their opinions thinking that yes since i was once your most important i will always be your most important and if you dont give me the same importance *le gasp shocked pikachu face, how could you? you've changed. like yes!!! i did change, im better now not basing my entire self worth and my character on your likes and dislikes, ive changed and i found myself again underneath all the layers of you I've buried myself under. im finding myself again and again and again when i have new experiences with and without you. i am a fragile thing still learning to walk hand in hand with my past to my future where my wings would finally help me fly. i am still a chick with weak wings who is learning to trust my present self with the wounded child of my past. i am still a babe for whom the idea of walking with my present self is very frightening and all she wants to do is hide away and lick her wounds in the dark since that is the healing she learned . i am still the wounded, angry child crouching and baring her teeth and broken claws at people so that they would never get a chance to hurt her again. i am still the angry child that is ready for a fight and adrenaline courses through her veins 24/7 because she doesn't know when and how it will happen. but i am also still the child whose hands shake and body falters and eyes blur when adrenaline seeps in her veins. i am still a child who years for her future promise to herself of a quiet, peaceful home where she can shed her armour and settle down in soft blankets surrounded by soft things.

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i am having thoughts.... i do not like it

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Harry Potter AU in which Fred and George are in different houses and they steal and wear each others ties whilst doing stupid things in hope of the others house losing points

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Reblog to bonk your mutuals on the head every time they start thinking negatively about themselves

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oh the woes are woeing

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i feel very attacked right now

there’s no bad stories! there’s no good stories either. there’s no stories at all because you haven’t written any