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uhhhhhhh we're gonna see my kids in a netflix tv show??? BRB SEARCHING FOR MY WIG

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Immediately three goddesses arise (plate 11), Odilon Redon

Medium: lithography,paper

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   blue. my name’s blue sargent.  blair? blue. blaize? blue sighed. jane.

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Blue Sargent was brave because she was afraid

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something about Eli was decidedly wrong.

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the raven cycle – by maggie stiefvater

there is no good word for the opposite of lonesome. one might be tempted to suggest togetherness or contentment, but the fact that these two other words bear definitions unrelated to each other perfectly displays why lonesome cannot be properly mirrored. it does not mean solitude, nor alone, nor lonely, although lonesome can contain all of those words in itself. lonesome means a state of being apart. of being other. alone-some.

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Imperium by Patrick Adams and Anna Ignatenko

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six of crows by leigh bardugo 

(insp)

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Consider even bluff old Bunny, if you would. Not a childhood of reefer coats and dancing lessons, any more than mine was. But an American childhood. Son of a Clemson football star turned banker. Four brothers, no sisters, in a big noisy house in the suburbs, with sailboats and tennis rackets and golden retrievers at their disposal; summers on Cape Cod, boarding schools near Boston and tailgate picnics during football season; an upbringing vitally present in Bunny in every respect, from the way he shoot your hand to the way he told a joke.

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The Secret History by Donna Tartt (book covers)

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Because there was nothing terrible about kissing Noah Czerny, apart from him being cold. She let him kiss her, and kissed him back until he pulled back on an elbow and clumsily wiped away some of her tears with the heel of his fist. His smudge had gotten very dark, and he was cold enough that she shivered.

Blue gave him a watery smile. “That was super nice.”

He shrugged, eyes doleful, shoulders curled in on themselves. He was fading. It wasn’t that she could see through him. It was that it was hard to remember what he looked like, even while she was looking at him. When he turned his head, she saw him swallow. He mumbled, “I’d ask you out, if I was alive.”

Nothing was fair.

“I’d say okay,” she replied.

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“There need never be any rules between us. Let us be greedy together; let us hoard. Let us hit each other with birch branches and lock each other in dungeons; let us drink each other’s blood in the night and betray each other in the sun. Let us lie and lust and take hundreds of lovers; let us dance until snow melts beneath us. Let us steal and eat until we grow fat and roll in the pleasures of life, clutching each other for purchase. Only leave me my death — let me hold this one thing sacred and unmolested and secret — and I will serve you a meal myself, served on a platter of all the world’s bounty. Only do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me, and no empress will stand higher.”

(Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless)

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But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.

“Go,” she says. “He waits for you.”

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Italy coastline

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@fandomaestheticnet: pride month event — lgbtq+ characters: adam parrish

i am unknowable

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