MAKE ME CHOOSE — @shehrazades asked the night circus or the starless sea
like stepping into a fairy tale under a curtain of stars.
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i have an emergency situation right now; i have a infection/abscess on my left breast (as shown under the cut (i had a breast ultrasound as recommended by my doctor)) and it's need to be drained. the problem is, i don't have enough funds so i am seeking help. any help is appreciated. i thought the antibiotic medication would've dissolved it but it did not. please, i really need the help. thank you so much.
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happy place, emily henry
“love means constantly saying you’re sorry, and then doing better.”
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i hope this doesn't find you by ann liang
because beneath my apprehension is the stronger, deeply ingrained need to be liked. to be accepted. to be forgiven. to be recognized as good. i'll do anything to redeem myself.
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all this twisted glory by tahereh mafi
she’d shown him more loyalty and tenderness in two days than he’d ever felt in his life, and he knew then, with a force that drove the air from his lungs, that he would never survive her.
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This is where you belong. This is where you were meant to bloom. Don't roll your eyes, Galaxy. Not every flower belongs in every garden.
— Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House.
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MAKE ME CHOOSE — @shehrazades asked the night circus or the starless sea
like stepping into a fairy tale under a curtain of stars.
anyone else feel like theyre on the verge of insanity in an undescribable way
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Margaret Atwood, from "February"
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@grishaverseonline mission 09: favorite series
fear is a phoenix. you can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.
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me and the small comfort i pulled by marveling at the ordinary joys in life
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maybe love was superstition, a prayer we said to keep the truth of loneliness at bay. i tilted my head back. the stars looked like they were close together, when really they were millions of miles apart. in the end, maybe love just meant longing for something impossibly bright and forever out of reach.
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sylvia plath
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kitay was pure. he was the best person she had ever known. kitay shouldn’t know how it felt to call a god of vengeance. kitay was the last thing in the world that was still fundamentally kind and good, and she’d die before she corrupted that.
for @henwilsons, the other half of my soul.
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god i'm so tired of everybody's bad faith interpretations of everything. where's the trust. where's the forgiveness. where's the understanding that most things are complex and most people have many layers. and like the black eyed peas once said. where is the love