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anxiety has you googling shit like can I check books out at the library

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this speaking as a cis person. Nothing brings me more joy seeing people find gender euphoria in becoming a mediocre representation of humanity. And I mean that so genuinely. Local boy finds joy and fulfillment wearing a cargo shorts and t-shirt combo. Local girl has transitioned to look like someone's disheveled aunt, has never been happier. Local person experiences gender euphoria rocking the world's worst bowl-cut. Without a scap of irony, this shit makes me see the wonder and whimsy in just, being a human. An average, person going through their day-to-day, is a wondrous thing? That's amazing. And heteronormativity has stripped these experiences of their joy. Like you're right, wearing a basic girlypop skirt should make my heart sing. Why not? Why are these expressions lesser because they're normal? All this to say. Shoutout to all the basic bitches out there. Yes that polo shirt does make you look like a divorced golfer dad. Yes, that too is kind of a slay, now that I think of it.

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bragging about their s/o

this idea had been haunting me since august and i refused to let it go bc in my head they are all best friends

insta | twitter | inprnt | redbubble

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i noticed i have a habit of not being able to stop myself from taking a pic when i catch a glimpse of the sun shining through the trees so.. here’s my collection

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So crazy how you have the worst day of your life but then the next day the sun keeps shining and the air’s just a little cooler w the onset of fall and you realize that there’s nothing you can’t come back from because the only time it will ever be too late is when we’re dead and not ever before

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our 7th year anniversary today :']

missing you always. and even though it's been 2 years you're still in everything I do and everything I see. I still have your password written down in my notes app and when I see your initials, between you and my absolute favourite artist with the same ones, I'll think of you. whenever you couldn't reach me on the phone you knew why and whenever I hated someone you knew why. you were my first love and a first love doesn't have to be romantic, I think - something I learned when I met you. in many ways our friendship was like a secret I'd take to the grave i think. we were girls together and our hearts grew up with eachother and god I'm going to treasure that once in a lifetime love for as long as my soul is on this earth. I loved you to hell and back and I still do, I think. I think a lot of things. I'm sorry i couldn't be there for you in the end. all I wanted was to help you, but we both knew I needed saving myself and you never cared to listen like I did. I wonder if I tried I could be angry at you all over again. but I grew up I think. is that what growing up is? not being angry anymore? I think even after all my resentment for you is gone, there still remains a lot of love in my heart for you. I hope you know that and I hope you're happy for the rest of your life even if I never hear about it. I don't think - in this lifetime at least - i'm going to forget how you hurt me but I think above all knowing is loving and oh god, you knew me. 

for my love,

a letter from my side of the universe to yours

august 13, the day we met (the universe does funny things)

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we are not born to die!! what are you talking about!! do you think a book begins just to finish? do you think a song opens with a beautiful chord just for it to end? you don’t read the book to finish it, you read the book to eat up the excitement and the emotions it evokes!! to learn and to digest and to fall in love and be heartbroken!! you listen to the song to dance and dance and sing your throat raw!!! to cry and smile and swell with the harmonies!! yes, we are born with the inevitable fate of death, we are mortal after all, but that is merely the finale of the play!! the final act, the closing of the curtains - we are not born to take a bow and exit stage left!! we are born to love and be joyous and yell and move and learn and cry and feelfeelfeel!!!  we are not born to die, silly, we’re born to live!!!

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we are not born to die!! what are you talking about!! do you think a book begins just to finish? do you think a song opens with a beautiful chord just for it to end? you don’t read the book to finish it, you read the book to eat up the excitement and the emotions it evokes!! to learn and to digest and to fall in love and be heartbroken!! you listen to the song to dance and dance and sing your throat raw!!! to cry and smile and swell with the harmonies!! yes, we are born with the inevitable fate of death, we are mortal after all, but that is merely the finale of the play!! the final act, the closing of the curtains - we are not born to take a bow and exit stage left!! we are born to love and be joyous and yell and move and learn and cry and feelfeelfeel!!!  we are not born to die, silly, we’re born to live!!!

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everyone should have a balanced diet of both good music and music that fucking sucks. it's healthy. get over it.

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sometimes i get annoyed about following slow drivers but then i think ok what if they’ve got a new baby on board or they might be lost or maybe they are transporting a cargo of aged and poorly kept dynamite that’s sweating nitroglycerin and the faintest vibration could cause an explosion

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Swam here this morning

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i think r/BenignExistence is my favorite subreddit 🥲 i love these pleasant little glimpses into strangers' lives

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into the fog

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by the way. my cousin’s baby is living at our house and he is just about the Cutest Adorable Ball of Existence (not exaggerating. every time we leave the house there is at least 1 Gasp or Stare or “awww he’s so cute!!!!”) and seeing everyone be so gentle with him has unlocked this sort of unachievable longing inside me and I think from this month on there will forever be this empty void of craving to be loved like a boba eyed baby. but yeah!!!!!!

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i love when flowers close in the evening like good night girl i love you sleep tight

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into the fog