aria • intp • Slytherin • I have and unhealthy obsession with fictional characters, I’m working on it
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"it's all in your head" correct! unfortunately I am also in there
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All my mutuals are hot. Reblog to tell your mutuals they are hot.
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fuck it, i'm curious. reblog and tag with the first fictional death to ever rewrite your brain chemistry and/or make you cry like a baby. mine was ares from the underland chronicles (who, for context, was a giant bat.) to this day i will weep if i think too hard about it. okay, go.
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A man walks through a mustard field during a rainy day on the outskirts of Srinagar on March 17, 2016. (Mukhtar Khan/AP)
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I need to live, to know who I am, who I could be, rather than wait for life to catch up with me.
I need to do rather than feel.
I’m trapped within the confines of my own mind, plagued by concepts and ‘could be’s.
I need to learn to become a person rather than the concept of one.
#I need to know who I am#discover#growing up#hopefully this is my prefrontal cortex developing or something#living for myself#freedom
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"I watched life and wanted to be a part of it but found it painfully difficult."
— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966
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You ever put a leash on me, I'll fucking strangle you with it.
The Predator - RuNyx
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hate coming to terms with things. i should be able to cast a fireball instead
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Hermann Hesse (1877-1962), Wandering: Notes and Sketches
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WHO tf keeping pads with no wings in production?? Put it in your draws and by the time you walk out the bathroom it’s down the street buying scratch offs at the corner store. Like girl
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— from My Father Writes from Prison, Ocean Vuong, in 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds'
[text ID: some nights you are the lighthouse / some nights the sea / what this means is that I don't know / desire other than the need / to be battered & rebuilt /]
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do I exist in your mouth? and in your hands when you rest your head in them?
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Pushing the Limits
Source : bubblestreetgallery.com
Artist : Daniel Merriam
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