#443

[textsfromcybertron]

(443): shhh. i hid the ranch dip behind the rooster. don’t tell anyone that way you can find it in the morning and it won’t be all eaten.

(610): wrong number but thanks

[pikabean]

443 they :)

[texts-from-last-ninth]

[Camilla Font: (443): Got arrested last night. My cell mate just added me on Facebook.]

[featheredstudies]

2023.02.28 // 17:04  reading nietzsche in the library for my first-person writing class

pics: greenwich village, manhattan, n.y.

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[chalkmon]

#443 Gible

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[steddieficfind]

I haven’t read it yet, but want to. Everyone is grown up and have moved on besides Steve who still lives in Hawkins. I think its vampire Eddie who just shows up to be with sad and lonely Steve? Wish I had more to add. Thank you!

Request 443! Send me an ask if you recognize this fic!

[emilydickinsonshistory]

I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl -- Life's little duties do -- precisely -- As the very least Were infinite -- to me --

I put new Blossoms in the Glass -- And throw the old -- away -- I push a petal from my Gown That anchored there -- I weigh The time 'twill be till six o'clock I have so much to do -- And yet -- Existence -- some way back -- Stopped -- struck -- my ticking -- through -- We cannot put Ourself away A -- a completed Man Or Woman -- When the Errand's done We came to Flesh -- upon -- There may be -- Miles on Miles of Nought -- Of Action -- sicker far -- To simulate -- is stinging work -- To cover what we are From Science -- and from Surgery -- Too Telescopic Eyes To bear on us unshaded -- For their -- sake -- not for Our's -- 'Twould start them -- We -- could tremble -- But since we got a Bomb -- And held it in our Bosom -- Nay -- Hold it -- it is calm -- Therefore -- we do life's labor -- Though life's Reward -- be done -- With scrupulous exactness -- To hold our Senses -- on --

Emily Dickinson, J443 (1862). Manuscript here.

[lifeisntfuckiingeasy]

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[textsfromcybertron]

(443): and thats when i went through the window and a shard of glass got stuck in my ass. the doctor said it was the best injury hed seen all month. i am a champion of life.

[texts-from-last-ninth]

[Nona Font: (443): You kept telling that ginger girl, "it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault."]

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