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I want to go to the woods and live deliberately i wanna cry and vomit and scream and run
I THINK I ACCIDENTLY UNFOLLOWED YOU WHAT THE FLIP FLOP IDK IF YOUVE SEEN THIS BUT https://www.tumblr.com/cerulean-cries/779719597535444992?source=share
this fanart is far too scrumptious
you have unfollowed me 😔 WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS TORTURE :’))
okay but THAT ART. I WANT TO BITE IT OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH AHAKDKC /pos
it’s far too scrumptious like it looks so good and amazing and AAAAH MY BOYS
Reblogged prettypinkbubbless
if I were a bee I'd fetishize the idea of a beekeeper clipping my tiny wings so I can't escape (remembers you're not supposed to say shit like that) I mean yesterday I ate two yogurts normally
Reblogged prettypinkbubbless
this is problematic of me (joke) but i really enjoy the splashing of french into english speech or writing. just adds a pizzazz
*adds a certain je ne sais quoi
see the problem is that despite around 8 years of french schooling the french language has utterly escaped my brain so even the most obvious set up i had created for myself by accident was missed by me. such is life.
*c'est la vie
god damn it
Reblogged neilperryismine
life lately
Reblogged anxeious
i don’t want to spend my whole life trying and getting nowhere for once i just want it to be easy
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there's this spot in the cave - right at the back, where humidity and moss linger, where your boots dip softly into well-watered soil - that has an echo so loud and clear that you only have to close your eyes to imagine there's a person hiding somewhere in the dark stone.
after it happens, they cram into that last corner for their meetings - it's a tight fit even with three people missing, pitts basically has to fold in half and they're all nearly sitting on each other's laps, but-
but when they talk, when they raise their voices and let them chase each other through the cave like dogs running across a lawn, there seem to be more people there, more voices than throats to spring from.
and they share smiles, gleaming eyes, and scoot closer together to drift to the cave walls even more, until the echo seems to come before they've spoken, until they can lose themselves in the illusion of not being alone.
what fools.
Reblogged kosmogrl
its me. im the april fool.
