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Touch

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I will NEVER stop talking about “he quietly slid from time” maggie was actually crazy for this I’ve never read something more soul crushing than this. Like wdym he’s forgotten? No.

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“YOI’s” places in Saint-Petersburg (Part 1)

I visited Saint-Petersburg two weeks ago. =) Near the Russian Museum.

“Victor’s” bench, near the Hermitage.

View of the Neva River from this bench.

The Hermitage. I like the cloud.

Hey, Victor!)

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happy arcane s2 eve to all who celebrate!! wahoo

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they use this angle a lot and i love them for it

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In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade and he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him till he cried out

(glassless below cut)

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Recent fits 🎀

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Sunny morning stroll

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Anche la Speme

Ultima Dea, fugge i sepolcri; e involve

Tutte cose l’obblio nella sua notte;

E una forza operosa le affatica

20Di moto in moto; e l’uomo e le sue tombe

E l’estreme sembianze e le reliquie

Della terra e del ciel traveste il tempo.

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october/2016

yuri!!! on ice ✲ log 2  

click for captions 

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warmups 

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DRIED FLOWERS

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“Tamquam” “alter idem” literally is the softest shit in existence. I was busy prepping myself for an “I love you” or two but these extra ass motherfuckers had to be like “not only do I love you but you are my second self, my other half, my truest friend and soul mate” could they calm down for two seconds mayhaps so my gay ass could take a deep breath

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𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔦𝔡 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔤𝔬?

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RAVENSTOBER Day 8!

i messed up the tires and im so mad

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part of what makes tragedies tragic is the story being preventable from the outside but unpreventable from the inside

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Girls when

“Write me a tragedy, Lev Fedorov, Write me a litany of sins. Write me a plague of devastation. Write me lonely, write me wanting, write me shattered and fearful and lost. Then write me finding myself in your arms, if only for a night, and then write it again. Write it over and over, Lev, until we both know the pages by heart.”

I am Girls.