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all men do is leaveeeee

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@ravencyclenetwork search: objects, symbols, or motifs ↳ ravens

Noah’d had this dream about ravens fighting and battling. He said they were all different colours and sizes and shapes, and he was inside them, and they were, like, swirling around him. So they’re swooping and careening and there’s nothing but ravens, nothing but dreams all around you.

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let them smooch!! 

((neil is bending his knees a lil so andrew can reach🙏🏻🙏🏻)

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why do I seem to need to? || tsc chapter 6

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oh yeah don’t mind me i’m just thinking about how blue and gansey are technically the main characters of this story but it’s still not entirely about them and how ronan isn’t the hero of this story but he is the hero of a story that branches off from it and how adam would’ve been the villain in a worse version of the story but he had too much loyalty to the narrative to let his friends go and how the story could never be about noah but it also could never be about anyone except for noah

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A few hours at home and the Telegraph Club seemed more like a fantasy than a real thing. This troubled her. It felt as if someone had taken an eraser to her memory - to her very self - and rubbed at it, then blown away the remains. Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo

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t.s - the prophecy 🌙🖤

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Backyard birdies!! :D

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To those who came before, to us now, and those that came after. Seen but unseen. Here but not here. I’ve given a lot of thought to that invocation, and it’s pretty generous, so I’ll simplify it. To us — to you — my family.

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me learning how to stfu when?

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Isn’t that reason enough to keep living? To rediscover simple delights one moment at a time, I mean. I used to count them on my fingers, reassuring myself there was still good in the world and reminding myself to keep looking for those blessings. Butterflies, fresh-baked bread, the crunch of leaves on an autumn morning, so on and so forth. They don’t have to be profound. I started with one: the scent of fresh-cut grass. […] What you hold onto is less important than the act of holding on itself. It’s so easy to get lost in ourselves and this world. Sometimes you need to find your way back one tiny miracle at a time. —THE SUNSHINE COURT, NORA SAKAVIC

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some things are always the same

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there should be a cowboy tipping his hat emoji. i would use that all the time

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