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hey guys i’m gonna log out of here for the moment but will be back on my other blog @howxgorgeous if u wanna follow<3 take care

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May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude [ID in alt text]

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You can only reblog this today.

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— March 8, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries

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U+I

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sylv dood

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Tony is a george stan

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— Speaking Tree, Joy Harjo

[text ID: I carry a yearning I cannot bear alone in the dark—]

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Picnic at Hanging Rock, 1975, dir. Peter Weir

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A baby linnet and newborn kitten were saved from hunger and malnutrition and nursed back to health by two convicted murderers at Folsom State prison. "The cat and bird live in the prison's print shop in complete harmony." 1936. Source.

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Chatter: George is gonna fail

Dream: I don’t… all is know is realistically he’s a fucking titan and his controls are him. He can easily crush (laughs) crush me so I don’t imagine that’s how it’s gonna go

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Like we just live really beautiful lives i think

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indulging in that good shitttt

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sweater weather

dnf fic, 1.6k, one shot, general, ao3 link [Established Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst With a Happy Ending, Fluff]

A cry escapes George’s lips. “Dream—” Dream brings George closer, holds his face in two large palms. “Tell me when you’re hurting, sweetheart,” he whispers thickly, “and I can try help.” George shakes his head. “No,” he says, weepy, “‘s’too much—” “Never,” Dream says. He holds George’s gaze. “You’re never too much—nothing you ever feel is ever too much.”

[Or, The tide brings in old feelings, and George feels the ache.]

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