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still working on same project it’s just grown so much!!

omg just found this account again

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omg just found this account again

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“there were always excuses for why girls died.”

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louise glück, from averno

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thinking about the quote “life is short. art is long” and how tragic it is that art lasts forever, but we don’t; how there will always be more books unread than read, more music unheard than heard, more paintings unseen than seen, and when i die, there will be countless more that i will never even have the opportunity to love and cry over and feel, because it certainly seems that there is more worth feeling in the world than time to feel it.

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just renamed this to i remember the end !! halfway through revision might start betaing soonnnnn :))

𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘌𝘯𝘥𝘴

𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰

genre: lit fic 

audience: ya?

pov: first person, both past and present

themes: letting go of the past, becoming a better person, realizing who you love, deciding love is worth it, never letting go of the things that matter, no matter what you lose life goes on

𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴

𝘌𝘷𝘦 𝘋𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 99% 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘐𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵�� 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 ; 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴.

𝘐𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘦����𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

𝘐𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘊𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘌𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥’𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

𝘸𝘪𝘱 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 / 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 / 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

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moodboard: i’ll give you the sun (by jandy nelson)

“our eyes meet and hold, and the world starts to fall away, time does, years rolling up like rugs, until everything that’s happened unhappens, and for a moment, it’s us again, more one than two.”

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I follow my hunger, my emptiness,

Torch, Deborah A. Miranda (via decreation)

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“She closes her eyes. He probably won’t come back, she thinks. Or he will, differently. What they have now they can never have back again. But for her the pain of loneliness will be nothing to the pain that she used to feel, of being unworthy. He brought her goodness like a gift and now it belongs to her. Meanwhile his life opens out before him in all directions at once. They’ve done a lot of good for each other. Really, she thinks, really. People can really change one another. You should go, she says. I’ll always be here. You know that.” NORMAL PEOPLE (2020)

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There’s really no point in doing anything in life because it’s all over in the blink of an eye, and the next thing you know, rigor mortis sets in.

The Grand Budapest Hotel 2014, dir. Wes Anderson

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What do you mean you're not scared of my evil powers ? *kisses you*

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im writing so much in love poetry lately i might start sharing it here bc god knows im not abt to share it w him or anyone who knows me

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you are somebody’s baby, some mother held you near no, it’s not important, they’re just pretty words, my dear there is no distraction that can make me disappear no, there’s nothing that won’t remind you i will always be right here

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Virgil & Dante ✦ The Sun & The Moon 

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just finished draft one <3333

finally

𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘌𝘯𝘥𝘴

𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰

genre: lit fic 

audience: ya?

pov: first person, both past and present

themes: letting go of the past, becoming a better person, realizing who you love, deciding love is worth it, never letting go of the things that matter, no matter what you lose life goes on

𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴

𝘌𝘷𝘦 𝘋𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 99% 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘐𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 ; 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴.

𝘐𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

𝘐𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘊𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘌𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥’𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

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