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I don’t want lessons anymore. I want this to be love.
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to be butch is divine
terfs fuck off
made in 2024
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“gentle” // my art, okay to rb (click for better quality)
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“Blood didn’t faze me. I could slash myself open and still / make it to dinner.”
— Brynne Rebele-Henry, from “Autobiography of a Venus figure,” Autobiography of a Wound
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wade can talk about noble sacrifice and marvel jesusing all he wants but he was ready to die for his friends and for logan, instead of logan, because he wanted him to live. “say hi to my friends for me, peanut”, says the man who wants logan to become a part of the group, a pack, again, to take his place in protecting the people he loves, probably the only one he trusts to do so. and there is so much love in his desire for logan to stay alive and finally experience something good in life
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I gave away all the parts of me. And now, I’m learning to heal from the empty spaces left behind.
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