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baconpncakes · 2 years ago
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Needs Must When The Devil Drives...
(My contribution to the growing House MD poetry collection)
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lanawinterscigarettes · 9 months ago
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gotta be one of the best twink death dilf births that I've ever seen
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itsmakingyoucry · 7 months ago
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Too scared of... being forced to sleep in the yard or take a bath. in ice.
2.05 "Daddy's Boy", 3.12 "One Day, One Room", 5.04 "Birthmarks".
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six-white-venus · 11 months ago
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on love.
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s2ep9 bungou stray dogs: Double Black// work song by hozier// house md, s8ep19: the c-word// Anne Carson, Euripides// s1ep9 bungou stray dogs: The Beauty is Quiet Like a Stone Statue// Hélène Cixous, Stigmata: Escaping Texts; from ‘Love of the Wolf’, tr. Keith Cohen// house md// wasteland, baby! by hozier// haikyuu!! s2ep24: Switch for the Utmost Limit// the song of achilles by madeline miller// s3ep3 bungou stray dogs: Only a Diamond Can Polish a Diamond// house md, s8ep19: the c-word// shauna barbosa, from "GPS"// bungou stray dogs: dead apple//  The Last Olympian by Rick Riordan// haikyuu!! s1ep22: Oikawa Tooru is not a Genius// jenny slate// franz kafka, letter to milena// haikyuu!! s2ep25: Declaration of War// Sarah Ruhl, from “Eurydice”// bungou stray dogs: ch109// trista mateer from "for the one who loved my hands more than anything else"//
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oldmanffucker · 4 months ago
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'Do not pick up the telephone' - Ted Hughes / Amber's note / 'The Wake' - Rita Dove / Wilson's Heart
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greghatecrimes · 8 months ago
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on growing up too fast, and a loss of childhood innocence
one: 5x10 "Let Them Eat Cake", textpost by tryworks // two, four, and six: "seven" by Taylor Swift // three: poetry by Margaux Paul // five: "Winter Without You" by Sarah Kay // seven: 5x14 "The Greater Good", textpost by tryworks
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housethemd · 1 year ago
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I loved my friend.
He went away from me.
There’s nothing more to say.
The poem ends,
As soft as it began-
I loved my friend.
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skellowmare · 10 months ago
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crying in the club tonight
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cupcraft · 8 months ago
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What say you, Dr. Jekyll: a hilson poem
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hi-avathisside · 19 days ago
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"If my wishes came true, it'd have been you."
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tagy489 · 9 days ago
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Made it to the beginning of season 7 but House being happy is giving me the ick and I dread watching more
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filmbro-girlblogger · 22 days ago
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took too long of a break from house md so i just started over and im on episode 8 of szn 1 and the first time wilson shows up he recites a very promiscuous poem😭😭
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xxrobotessaxx · 1 month ago
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Murder Drones Poem for Louisa Elliott Swan Song - A Free Verse Poem
You stood tall like an Obelisk always looming over me chastising me for my shortcomings What did he ever see in you?
When I was a tot, I looked up to you. The Red Queen at my pretend tea parties. Calling me your pretty little dear, It wasn't meant to last.
You treated beauty like chasing a sunset always giving chase but never catching it always gawking in the mirror always going to your appointments
Blonde, then red, onto platinum, and blonde again all while hiding your mouse brown roots and greys Hiding your cruel face with the foundation and blush It was never enough for you, was it?
You already couldn't stand me by the time I was 7 Pulling my knots and braiding with the force of a hawk Barking for me to hold still, telling me beauty was pain I thought that was the worst, no, a calm before the storm.
I turned 11, I wasn't thin enough was I? Taking away noon tea to fit your old clothes Hiding my falling and molted dove feathers in shame whilst you flaunted your fool's golden perm
I had greys by 12, which I hid to avoid your scolding. Turquoise and blue sharpies were my shield Keeping me from being pushed to look like you And yet you still put me down
Oh mother, that swan feather in your hat Was it to show to the world you were beautiful? Or was it to convince yourself you were? Since your wicked heart was hideous.
Were you jealous my drones were there for me? Were you jealous I wanted to be my own girl? Were you so jealous you pulled Father away from me? Were you jealous I was young and you weren't anymore?
Your vanity turned to power hunger. Taking it out on my drones and I. Locking me away like Rapunzel in her tower To keep up your illusion of perfection.
You enjoyed your power trip, I remember that, bruising my wrists from the chains and your grip. Only then after scolding me for the marks And making me hide them with gloves or concealer
Loved, something you insisted you were, yet I saw you push Father's advances away I saw how you treated the drones and I. There was not an ounce of love I could see.
That night of the gala, you wanted to will me away To Frumplebucket's son, so you could reap in the spoils No more little Tessa to make your greys worse. And yet you perished, we all did, from an act of your cruelty
And now, I'm living a new life, free from you. brought back by the maid drone you envied the one who took away your role of caregiver to me the jay bird who stole my heart.
When I think back, to all my memories Even with the cruel voices in my mind, Singing that I have fallen to being vain like you I do not fall prey to their words.
I am proud of who I have become now, I am proud to say I am not like you, Your vile heart wicked cloaked by your beauty fleeting Beauty that was merely in the end, just a swan song.
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itsmakingyoucry · 6 months ago
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You're miserable for nothing. I don't know why you'd want to live.
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crimsonterror577 · 3 months ago
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hospital-wh0re · 2 years ago
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ash, tracy k. smith // house md 
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