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you're laughing. The umbrella academy's final season destroyed every character's personal growth and semi-healed traumas, left huge plot-holes, completely abandoned some of it's most beloved side characters that were crucial in previous seasons and you're laugh-oh. You're crying. My bad. Go ahead. Let it out. Understandable.

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– Audrey Hepburn

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i can turn you into poetry but i cannot make you love me.

(creds will be added in a hot sec! my bad y'all ;p)

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Ode to the Black Dog

Flawed heart, convince me of your shortcomings

Ache alone in your body

Of which black truths run and bubble as water from a hose

Patent flecks of fraud in your humour

Of a mouth filled with bittersweet ink

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I think I was just born with something dark and ugly inside of me. Always waiting to be found out.

planetarium - adrienne rich/@twoheadedfawnn/ugly, bitter, and true - suzanne rivecca/a burning hill - mitski/a hora da estrela- clarice lispector/ @100493503004422/sharp objects - gillian flynn

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what if I crawled out of bed and transformed into something deeply horrific and eldritch in the tender hours of the night but I actually just needed to go to the toilet

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Sara Luisa Kirk, from "Begin here,"

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full offence but I do NOT watch movies so I can "turn my brain off" I take this shit so seriously

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World Endings / Space Food

Everything was lapped up by the sun so quickly it left me wondering

How parched she had been for so long

Waiting furtively

Letting the prey sleep gently against fields of wheat

Animalistic, yes, but can she be blamed

After all this time a little sympathy isn't too hard to spare

She's the most patient being I have ever come to know

All I asked was for the children to whisper

I desire a calm and quiet sleep, alone

Parted from rules that stopped me from living

Ended by a star

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Simone Person, from "I’m Not Sorry"

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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1903-1977

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Andrea Gibson, from “Time Piece,” You Better Be Lightning  

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the call of addiction

hello again, my old friend doctor bloodletter simply so wrong how long it’s been since you’ve heard my swan song I truly never wished to say goodbye your siren’s call I cannot ignore aspirations and dreams to reify a waking nightmare screaming for gore I’ve ran away so many times always to fall beneath the tides drowning until you swam to me you are my lifesaver my muse and my savior angels are not found in heaven but in a box of straight razors yearning for blood

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