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since i can't connect to my favorite color (dark green) in my mind when i close my eyes, i also can't be too sure about my identity since this apparently is a reflection of how i perceive myself,,,,,,, (i don't think he'll like it when i tell him i'm just autistic)

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Every day I wake up and resist the urge to adopt a black cat, a black dog, a grey wolf and a stag

Life is hard when ur gay

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no thoughts just james potter convincing sirius, remus and peter to perform the mean girls version of jingle bell rock at the potter’s yearly christmas party

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its him

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Ready for my treat (death)

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a backflip of cuteness aggression???? 😭 i'm appalled to say that i can relate to that

yall i love jegulus SO MUCH its actually unhealthy im afraid. if i read one more fic im either going to do a backflip of cuteness aggression or like die cuz also why tf are these so sad??? why are we allergic to being happy </3

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i'm currently at a -4 thanks to Only the Brave

we usually think of mood as a scale from 1-5, but there's actually a negative scale too, where the frown turns back into a smile, but just a little insane !

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important question, the answer is crucial to my decision,,,,, is the werewolf hot?

revisiting an old poll

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From The Other Marauders to Sirius.

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remus: what do you look for in a partner?

regulus: intelligence. i need to be able to have intellectual conversations

james: *on the other side of the room* hey pads? do you think chairs have feelings? like do they get mad when someone bumps into them and doesnt apologise? *gasp* will there be a chair revolution? are we going to die?!

regulus: raw. next question

remus:

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regulus: i've been subtly hinting to james that i like him

*james walks by*

regulus: i hate you

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My Spotify Wrapped

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Odysseus: Do it or you're straight.

Achilles: *Loud gasp*

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Analicia Sotelo, from Virgin: Poems; “South Texas Persephone”

[Text ID: “Look now: my heart / is a fist of barbed wire.”]

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I hate loneliness but I love to be alone

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from "i know you by heart"