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yesterday my dad was like “maybe I should cosplay peter parker”
and now only today did I realize some kind of prophecy was fulfilled (peter b. parker is my dad)
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it's 2025 and i'm back on tumblr
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#as it was written#dan and phil#dan howell#amazingphil#danisnotonfire#danandphilgames#phil lester#daniel howell#dapg#dan and phil games#danandphil#phan#danhowell#wad
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remember that Leo got us to penalties for community shield AND vs Porto AND tied us up w Bayern
#AS IT WAS WRITTEN#that’s my man#the city and Bayern curses couldn’t touch him#he hates bums and rats 🫵🏽#all tongues that rise against him shall fall!!#AND THE RO16 CURSE TOOO#LEANDRO TROSSARD BREAKER OF CURSES MOTHER OF GOATS ETC
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Me after watching Dune Part 2
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Earth, earth, riding your merry-go-round toward extinction,
— Anne Sexton, As It Was Written
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Anne Sexton, The Complete Poems: Last Poems; from ‘As It Was Written'
TEXT ID: And the moon, under its dark hood, falls out of the sky each night, to suck at my scars.
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Anne Sexton
"As It Was Written"
Earth, earth, riding your merry-go-round toward extinction, right to the roots, thickening the oceans like gravy, festering in your caves, you are becoming a latrine. Your trees are twisted chairs. Your flowers moan at their mirrors, and cry for a sun that doesn't wear a mask. Your clouds wear white, trying to become nuns and say novenas to the sky. The sky is yellow with its jaundice, and its veins spill into the rivers where the fish kneel down to swallow hair and goat's eyes. All in all, I'd say, the world is strangling. And I, in my bed each night, listen to my twenty shoes converse about it. And the moon, under its dark hood, falls out of the sky each night, with its hungry red mouth to suck at my scars.
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When a customer comes up to me when I didn't have a line and says, "Hah, you were waiting for me, huh?" I look them dead in the eyes and say, "For a long time. You are the chosen one."
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no waaaayyyy pc plum doodled me (bnuuy) in the list of things he saw today
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11/6/2015
These aren’t forever people & who really is? you, can’t love ‘em so don’t try. it’s not yet time to fall all over again so don’t boether bother. Keep leaving. You will be the one to leave them this time. and not a Her you, but a ME you. leave on your own terms. Fuck an obligation. take your time. rushing into things leads to mistakes & regrets. You want to help people, so offer it. Can I help you? with sincerity. keep your sincerity. be cheey cheery. happiness is not necessary, & positivity is about PERCEPTION.
#journal entry#moreso than poem?#or attempt at poem?#yeah. i just chopped it in lines#as it was written#November
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#as it was written#dan and phil#amazingphil#phil lester#dan howell#danisnotonfire#danandphilgames#daniel howell#danandphil#dan and phil games#dune part 2#phan#phandom
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All in all, I'd say, the world is strangling.
Anne Sexton - from As It Was Written
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As It Was Written
Earth, earth, riding your merry-go-round toward extinction, right to the roots, thickening the oceans like gravy, festering in your caves, you are becoming a latrine. Your trees are twisted chairs. Your flowers moan at their mirrors, and cry for a sun that doesn't wear a mask. Your clouds wear white, trying to become nuns and say novenas to the sky. The sky is yellow with its jaundice, and its veins spill into the rivers where the fish kneel down to swallow hair and goat's eyes. All in all, I'd say, the world is strangling. And I, in my bed each night, listen to my twenty shoes converse about it. And the moon, under its dark hood, falls out of the sky each night, with its hungry red mouth to suck at my scars.
Anne Sexton
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All in all, I'd say, the world is strangling
"As It Was Written"
Anne Sexton, Last Poems
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