roscommon-2-rhodes
Party Like it's the 1300's
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Musings about my love life and what I find poetic. Deeply sad and desperate. Feel free to reblog the personal and painful. We all are searching for catharsis.
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 1 day ago
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don’t apologize for your appearance don’t apologize for your hobbies don’t apologize for the food you eat and enjoy don’t apologize for taking time for yourself stop apologizing unless you are actually in debt and owe it!!!! existence isn’t a reason to be sorry
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 5 days ago
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My wife just went outside and came back in yelling about seeing the biggest crow she’s ever seen in the yard; like, two to three times as big as the average crow we get here.
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 5 days ago
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“Adulthood is like looking both ways before you cross the street, then getting hit by an airplane.”
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 6 days ago
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 19 days ago
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I want a story about a king whose son is prophesied to kill him so the king is like “whatever what am I supposed to do, kill my own kid wtf is wrong with you” so he just raises him as normal, doesn’t even tell him about the prophecy, and instead of some convoluted twist of events that leads to the king’s murder the son grows up and when the king is very old and dying and in excruciating pain the kid is just like alright I'mma put him out of his misery.
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 21 days ago
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 1 month ago
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the front seat of the car is a type of confessional
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 1 month ago
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“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”
— Vincent Van Gogh
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 1 month ago
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i will not lie, friends in my phone, i have been imagining affection from time to time
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 1 month ago
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the feminine urge to fantasise about being in a romantic relationship and then do nothing to be in one
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 1 month ago
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Else Fitzgerald, from "Everything Feels Like the End of The World," publ. in 2022
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 2 months ago
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US Elevation.
by @cstats1
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 2 months ago
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NOvember. ive had enough
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roscommon-2-rhodes · 2 months ago
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hope is a skill
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