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me buying concert tickets: hell yeah

my government issued Really Fucking Tall Guy™ getting ready to buy the seat directly in front of me:

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bloop

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“The love you have in you, is the kind of love that will vigorously shake the world. It is also the kind love that heals all wounds and save souls. And I am, tremendously, in need of it.”

— Lukas W., You save me

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at the end of the day it’s just you and your silly little life. so go on, enjoy it, be the person you want to be.

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softly the waves are trilling

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need one of those hugs that allow you to relax your muscles and feel the tension leave from your body before you press yourself further into their arms. one of those hugs that make you feel safe even if it’s just for that moment

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Hey you - I see those lost eyes, that tired soul and that empty heart of yours. I know that it is hard for you to find meaning in anything right now. I just wanted to let you know that I also still see the spark in your eyes, the beautiful colours in your soul and a heart filled with joy. You might not feel or see it and that is okay. What you are going through is temporary, my love. The pain is temporary. And it is absolutely okay to lose your spark, lose your colours and lose your joy from time to time. Just know that just because you cannot feel it, does not mean all of it has disappeared. It will always be there, waiting to blossom again.

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i spend my days waiting. waiting for the water to boil and my tea to be ready. for spring to come back. for more daylight. the oil in the pan to heat up. a “hey i miss you” or “can you help me out for a second?” or “you want to hang out?” text. for my phone to finish charging. for good news. flowers on the table. the next hug. “hey, you got the job!”. waiting for the sun. to set. to rise. to see both. for summer to be around the corner. a good song. a falling star. a text back. i spend my time waiting to be remembered. i spend my time repeating that tomorrow will be better. tomorrow will be better. i spend my days waiting and waiting and waiting. i spend my days waiting unbearably.

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Everyone likes to talk about enemies to lovers this, enemies to lovers that, which, valid, but like, the emotional turmoil of lovers to enemies? The pain of facing off against someone you once trusted turning into resentment, the intimate understanding you had becoming a lethal weapon – especially when it would just be so easy to fall back on these lingering feelings? Chef’s kiss.

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Heating pads aren't enough I need to throw my uterus directly in the microwave

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“I have never known anyone so strong as my sweet nephews, so let us drain our cups to these three strong boys.”

AEMOND TARGARYEN 01x08 “The Lord of the Tides”

reblog if you intend on saving!

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sometimes plushies make me cry because it’s like. they’re little guys made to be loved. their only purpose is to be held and hugged and loved. we made them because we love making things and we love loving things. and they’re so cute