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Namsmsösşsçsjbdbdd i got nothing to say lmao i'm wheezing at this point

I know we’ve already read a lot of “men writing women” crap, but I am absolutely losing my mind at this passage

me: *gets depressed*

my breasts:

EDIT: this passage is from “The Marriage Plot” by Jeffrey Eugenides

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Hey, you know that one character? The one played by the tall, long-haired actor? The one who was pre-law in 2005, and well on his way to going to law school and getting a degree until an unexpected family issue reared its head, and he dropped out and chose a different career path? Y’know, he’s got that complicated relationship with his father, a parent-child relationship with his only sibling, and has some strange, destructive abilities that tie in with multiple traumatic experiences with fire?

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heaven gaia spring/summer 2021 couture

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in the summertime, we are eternal. lips

cherry sweet pressed together in the back

of a yellow camaro, hands sticky with 

soda clasped firmly into each other. torn 

skin from tree branches, lemon balm grenades, 

days bleed into each other until we feel like 

fallen angels too powerful for these bodies. it 

tastes like pills in the back of a subway train, 

and spray paint fumes fill our noses until we 

can’t inhale anymore. we bury ourselves in the 

dirt under old backyard tire swings until it fills 

us full of nitrogen ecstasy. to us, anything but 

sadness is akin to a thrill. we are invincible on 

rooftops and in glass bottles shattered over 

cement. hours and days and a lifetime slips past 

us, and we just keep going faster. we take your 

dad’s car out onto the highway because it’s the 

fastest one we have, music head-splitting loud 

and i sit silently in the back seat while you have 

the time of your life. singing along feels like having 

too much faith that my lungs won’t give out like 

a car gives way and intertwines itself with a tree. 

i look over to you in the driver’s seat and for once, 

we stop moving.

 - ghost

. The Dead Anon Poets Society .

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Eternal Punishment

           When i look into Your eyes,

              My scars starts to burn and i hear the echoes of your crying heart.  

I sink deep into the ocean, start to drown but i can not die,

    The water fills my lungs, it hurts and burns this endless punishment of mine for breaking your heart,

Now i am forever lost in those eyes

-Nøkken

. The Dead Anon Poets Society .

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From Olympus

Photo: Ana Martinez 

Styling and Creative Direction: Mario Ville (Kattaca) 

Makeup design and make up artist: Lewis Amarante for Kryolan and Pankr0 

Makeup and hairdressing: Sergio Jiménez 

Models: Ricardo Nkosi, Mary Ruiz, Lewis Amarante, Aya Gueye, Juana Mum, Karina Soro, Ruben Buika, Virginia Buika, Isabella Menam, Oliver Lewis, Megane Mercury, Mendes Vieira, Claudia Duharte, Taylor Oscar Ruiz, David Durrant, Marina Gomes, Oscar Chibuike, Guille Gibbs, Lil Bambina, Elian Coiscou and Tigi.

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what is the january mood?

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what did he discover

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Sangwoo’s dick is tiny.

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Homestuck!

horn

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Why is this so f'ing relatable 😣🙃

when people ask me for directions i’m sorry. i’m not that kind of girl

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keep in mind the line that actually aired was "what are you talking about, man?" not saying the original script was changed to make the scene more hetero on dean's end...........unless........maybe??