#part of the waxxiness could be because there was a wedding this weekend but still. whatever.
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ive spent too much of the weekend reading an old fic series (”old” as if it isn’t still being updated) that i first discovered when i was in highschool and now my brain keeps waxxing poetic about shit
#isn't there magic in the world. don't you see it?#beloved is a word i use a lot but i didn't pull it out of the locket meme when it first wormed into my vocab#beloved in the way that you look at someone and their face makes the room brighter and colors more vibrant#breathe easier and feel in your bones the meaning of 'home is where the heart is' wherein home is not a building nor#physical place but home is with them and you'd follow them wherever they went if only they asked#beloved. beloved beloved beloved <3#part of the waxxiness could be because there was a wedding this weekend but still. whatever.#also i was sick as a dog last week and kept making pasta with. mmmm i do not talk about my faith often or much or openly.#but potions are soups. soups can be potions there is magic in the world in the winds in the trees and food is the source of love.#love is stored in the soup.#and soup can be pasta. with onion and garlic and assorted spice mixes and an ungodly amount of parsley bc i fuckin love parsely dude#TLDR I'M FUCKING GAY
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