opening a tab to google something and immediately entering a state of tranquility and utter bliss as i forget every thought ive ever fucking had
everytime i move i crunch like popcorn
and everytime we kiss i swear i could fly
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Giveaway: We’re giving away 12 vintage classics by Truman Capote, Mary Shelley, Chinua Achebe, Shakespeare, John Keats, and others! Won’t they look lovely on your shelf? =) Enter to win these classics by: 1) following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblogging this post. We will choose a random winner on 3 July, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. Good luck! Follow our IG account to be eligible for our IG giveaways. For full rules to all of our giveaways, click here.
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she lived she served cunt then she died
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When Margaret Atwood said, "there is something in your throat that wants to get out and you won't let it." and then Franz Kafka wrote, "And what I really intended to say in the end remains unsaid."
'i could fix him' well he's already in my wood chipper
i dont know what an NFT is and im too afraid to ask
me: *lifts up big rock*
all the bugs underneath it:
sorry im late, i started thinking about history and the bittersweet beauty of the fact that people from thousands of years ago are so similar to people today and i had to lie down on the floor for a while
The Guardian Angel.1898.
Carl Larsson.