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the sexual tension between me and my growing pile of unread books
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my take on the whole “is therapy speak making us selfish” thing is no, it’s not. it’s just giving people who were already selfish some extremely annoying new vocabulary
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Harry: Are you really surprised? Ginny: I thought I wouldn’t be, honestly.
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She couldn’t help but feeling surprised about the happiness she never felt before.
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Corayne, Sorasa and Erida from Realm Breaker
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Me reading enemies to lovers fics in 2012
Me reading enemies to lovers fics in 2021
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it’s Cal
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Her favorite team!
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question: how would you like your body to be taken care of after you die?
#I want a goddamn tree planted above me#I want to become that trees fertilizer#and I’d still like a rock or something obvi with my name
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people have the audacity to equate vanilla with “plain”. the fruit of a delicate orchid pollinated by hand. worth its weight in solid gold and beyond. the fussy black-and-cream jewel of the american continent. you sick son of a bitch. imagine a world without vanilla. no blondies. no pound cakes. no crème brûlée, no coke floats. no cream soda. no satiny new york-style cheesecakes. no warm apple pie à la mode. no velvety complexity to bring out complex notes in chocolate desserts. no depth of flavour in your cakes and cookies and milkshakes. all in just a few precious seeds or grams of paste or perfumed teaspoons of liquid black platinum. what you don’t understand could fill the library of alexandria seven times over and then some. you ungrateful bastard i’m going to kill you
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Statistically your child is infinitely safer with a drag queen than a catholic priest
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the universe has a sense of humor and I can respect the commitment to the bit but girl please.
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she thought of different ways to tell him, but she never imagined that the words would sound so reassuring in the end.
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James: I’ll take you to the hospital, what if you were poisoned? Lily: I wasn’t. James: It’s getting more common now and sometimes they don’t even notice it until- Lily: James. I’m pregnant.
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i mean, come on
can we please just talk about marecal in glass sword? i mean, the relationship. the way they just get closer and closer. when he holds her hand to soothe her, knowing, understanding that she needs someone to hold on to, to keep her from falling over the edge. or when mare knows that she needs cal, just his presence to make her feel safe. or how cal is alright with letting mare sleep with him, when he knows she can see him at his worst. the way they trust each other, but don’t. the way they understand each other, accept each other in a way no one else can. this, guys, this is the relationship i want.
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the last lullaby
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