it’s me boy the ao3 website speaking to you inside your brain listen to me boy we don’t need sleep we don’t need it
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Souvenir of an abandoned July
Eulogy of the heart in a locket around her throat all the little memories of sun and moon of wind and rain recited by bruised lips that took the euphony of his kisses to mean him a lover of such beautiful things but will-o’-the-wisp was he as so mistaken was she
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Dulce María Loynaz, from These Are Not Sweet Girls: Poetry by Latin American Women; "Time"
[Text ID: "The kiss I didn't give you / has become a star inside me..."]
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history keeps pulling me down
Falling, Florence + the Machine // The Fall of Icarus, Rene Milot // Fallen Angel, Andreas Birath
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an underrated detail in pride and prejudice is that elizabeth bennett was home alone on the day darcy proposed because she had a headache. can you imagine. this was in the pre-painkillers era. you're at home with a headache and then this asshole walks into the room and tells you he loves you and wants to marry you even though he hates your whole family and you're beneath him. imagine having to deal with that while also having a headache. she doesn't even have ibuprofen
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enemies to lovers never had a bad track. “flirting as a distraction during a fight” SLAPS. “realising those feelings might run a little deeper and denying them vehemently” BANGER. “straddles waist with a knife at their throat and staring at their lips a little too long” SEXY. and don’t even get me STARTED on “shut up”/“make me” *heated kiss in the middle of an argument*
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it’s me boy the ao3 website speaking to you inside your brain listen to me boy we don’t need sleep we don’t need it
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i think deciding to love someone continually is like reading the same book again, but each time finding a different line that hits deep and makes you think about something you didn't realize before. and you decide to read it again and again, knowing you'll never get enough of it, knowing you'll always find something new about them to love.
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Abiah Root (May 1848)
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graves grow no green that you can use.
gwendolyn brooks
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@sandarafreedompark / Sade Andria Zabala / Unknown / @danielederossi / Kiki Nicole / Giovanni Gasparro / Trista Mateer / Anne Sexton / The Coral
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“Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling”
—Oscar Wilde
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the moon. x
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Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]