copperarsenite
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copperarsenite · 17 hours ago
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Princess Shireen Baratheon
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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that text post that's like "i say i need a cigarette a lot for someone who doesn't smoke"
every time chrissy is stressed out or having a bad time mentally she's like "i need a cigarette" so she and eddie go outside together. he's the one who smokes while she either sits in silence getting her anxiety under control or talks to him until he helps her feel better
and as they go back in he's like "damn chrissy you need to cut back. smoking's super bad for your health, dude" and it makes her smile every time
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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An exercise known as “drooping daisy” is done in seven steps. Seven students here show the progression from standing to rolling onto floor
Walter Sanders, “Required Study, Relaxation,” Life, Feb 8, 1954
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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Robert W. Kelley, “From Displaced Person to College Queen,” Life, Dec 15, 1952
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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Miss Teenage Columbus, Ohio, Mary Fitzpatrick has just been named Miss Teenage America for 1972
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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I will not try to convince you to love me. to respect me. to commit to me. 
I deserve better than that. I am better than that.
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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the ghosts of the abandoned st. george’s church in luková, czech republic
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.
—Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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alive is a little present i give myself once a day. baby, don’t think I won’t doll up & look myself fresh in the eyes, in the vermilion pincurl of my still heart & say: it's happening again.
laura palmer graduates by amy woolard.
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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Theon VI, ACOK
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A Ghost in Winterfell, ADWD
Theon goes from being backed in to a corner to keep on living to being backed in to a corner to die, without every really affirmatively choosing either option. A real "I guess I'm doing this now" kinda guy.
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copperarsenite · 18 hours ago
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One thing I love about Cheryl Riverdale is that despite being head cheerleader and being obsessed with her status as head cheerleader she does not appear to be friends with the other cheerleaders. She just has complete control over them. Slay.
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copperarsenite · 2 days ago
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“I learned that just beneath the surface there’s another world, and still different worlds as you dig deeper. I knew it as a kid, but I couldn’t find the proof. It was just a feeling. There is goodness in blue skies and flowers, but another force - a wild pain and decay - also accompanies everything.”
— David Lynch
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copperarsenite · 2 days ago
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Jim Goldberg, Destiny’s Shiny Bracelet, from Raised By Wolves series, 1989  
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copperarsenite · 2 days ago
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born a wicked child
raised by wolves
a screamin kamakazi
I never will crash
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copperarsenite · 2 days ago
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Echolalia
[Dorothy, Wicked Witch of the East]
  This is the scene where I’m supposed to want to go home. Sometimes your voice is like getting stitches & sometimes it’s like getting stitches removed.  
The distance between my lungs & my house is the difference between yellow & gold. What we see in black & white is authentic; what we see in color is true.  
Storm keeps coming the way Aunt kneads together dough scraps until the last biscuit is cut. When the heart is a glass souvenir from a landscape you once road-tripped.   
The barn is raised & the barn is razed—a natural disaster, is the story I’m told. When the heart is a snow-globe of the Dust Bowl, shaken.  
Aunt says: swallow an orange seed & a tree will sprout in your stomach. Eat to its core an apple a day & still in the end worms will wend into your lungs.  
I stash all my love for you in my shins, is why I wear knee socks. Even the mosquitos make a beeline for your ankles straight away.  
What do you call a girl who doesn’t come when she’s called? A first love is just an animal who either waits too long or doesn’t wait long enough.  
Do you know what it’s taken for me to even miss you at all? People who seem to just fall off the earth of your face.  
Poppies like a field of cigarette burns. When your friends are flammable, you quit smoking.
—Amy Woolard (Tupelo Quarterly, October 2015)
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