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ive run out of quotes.... i was thinking of sourcing some from one of those "it came from tumblr" videos but some posts can be like years old and i dont wanna be a necroposter if it counts like that so uhm send me stupid tumblr posts and i'll source a quote from that tysm!! <333
QUOTE OF THE WEEK AGAIN GANG
ive finally found a good one.. its been ages but... here it is!!!!
"Take one for the team and fucking kill Dottore." - Arlecchino in a post by @lesbianzatr
this made me giggle, thank you
Dear [Redacted],
I honestly don’t know how to start this, but I have a feeling that it’s going to be quite long. Hope you don’t mind.
Not a single day goes by that you don’t occupy my mind; thoughts of what we had and how if i’d done some things differently we might have had longer together. I genuinely believe that with you, it was the right person, wrong time, wrong place. In college I couldn’t love you the way you deserved, and now I can, but I spend most of my time on the other side of the country, and we barely talk.
I constantly find myself daydreaming about getting you your favourite flowers, and holding your hand, and kissing you. God, how I wish I would’ve had the confidence to kiss you. I should’ve done it. I wanted to so badly. The day you lay in my arms and almost fell asleep as I was playing with your hair? I wish I’d tilted your head up and asked if I could kiss you. I wonder if things would be different if I’d have had the courage.
Northampton has a performing arts degree. Well it’s called “Acting for stage and screen” but it’s basically performing arts. And there’s a theatre literally not even a five minute walk from my current accommodation. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times I’ve imagined you coming here and us being together and being able to pursue our dreams in the same space. Little coffee dates where I read novels and you memorise scripts. The sun shining through your hair in the spring and summer. Honestly you must be so so blessed by whatever almighty force there is to be so beautiful, and for that beauty to only be enhanced even more when you’re in the sun.
It’s funny to think about how a few months ago I would have let you kill me. And I don’t mean that figuratively. I mean that if you had a knife in your hand, I’d bare my neck on instinct. I would sit obediently with your shotgun to my skull. I wouldn’t even bring up my hands to stop blows to my ribs. I would let you dismember me. Skin me alive. Bite until the skin tore. Touch me in my sleep. It makes me feel so meek but then I remember I love like a dog. Beautiful and wretched as that may be.
And I did love you. I might still do. I tried to move on, but nothing’s felt the same since. It’s like as soon as we broke up, you took half of my soul with you, leaving what was left to wither up and die. A bit dramatic but it’s true.
If you asked anything of me, I’d come running. I should’ve done that the entire time, but I didn’t.
It’s been about a year and a half since we broke up. Your birthday isn’t in my calendar anymore. It feels like a piece of me is missing.
That time in your living room at your birthday party when we held hands properly for the first time, with your arm wrapped around me and me leaning on your shoulder. As soon as your skin touched mine, I knew it was over for me. I was entirely yours. Now, I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. But I was your servant. If you starved I would’ve fed you, if you were sick I would’ve tended to you. I would have crawled at your feet. I would have, if I had been braver and loved you the way I wanted to. Before your love I was debased. For you alone I was, and am, weak.
I never did tell you how proud I am of you. The night I got to see you on stage, I was utterly speechless. Perfect doesn’t even begin to describe how you were. As soon as you stepped on that stage, I couldn’t take my eyes off you, even if you weren’t the main person performing. And when you went off again all I could think of was when I would see you next. I should’ve held you afterwards, kissed the side of your head and told you how proud I am of you. You put in so much hard work for it, all while being sick and not knowing what was wrong, and you did incredibly. That whole night the only thing that was going through my head was how much I loved you. But I never told you.
Before the show started as well, when people were getting ready. I was talking to one of the then second years, and you came by, obviously distressed and anxious. I should’ve ended my conversation right then and gone to you, holding you and telling you that everything would be okay and that you would do amazing. But I didn’t. I just watched you out of the corner of my eyes. Even then I knew I was making the wrong decision. I still regret it.
I dream about taking you on a picnic. A flower field or an apple orchard or a grassy meadow in summer. But I don’t know of any near either of us so I’ll have to stick to my imagination. No-one around so we can truly be ourselves, the sun shining on us as I fed you grapes. Or whatever your favourite fruit is. I’ve forgotten. The sun shining through your hair, making you glow. Your eyes bright with happiness. I think it would be perfect. I hope you would agree.
Honestly I only want for one thing now, even though I know it’s probably impossible.
I want you to want me as I want you. Desperately. I want to make you shiver from my touch. I want to hear your voice, breathless and shaky. I want you to say my name like a prayer. Full of devotion. I want to bind together our bodies, intertwine our bones. I want you to devour me. To watch you strip off all layers of my being and digest every single piece.
But I ruined the chances of that happening too soon.
If I’m ever brave enough to give you this and you do read it, I hope you don’t think I’m weird lol. I hope you realise that you still own half of my soul, and that there isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about you and what we had, and how I should’ve treated you. I regret so much and I just wish I had a chance to love you the way you deserve and to show you how amazing you are.
There’s so so so much more I want to say but I can’t find the words.
You’ve always had that effect on me, making me speechless.
You’re incredible.
Love, yours
And, Wherever I go, Wherever I end up being, these eyes, These eyes keep looking, only for you For, you're still the face My grieving heart keeps searching for in a crowd, For, I had once found my meaning in love, And I found it, with you. But then one day you left, taking away With you the meaning I found. So I kept searching, kept looking, in places, in Names, amongst faces, and not one of them yours. So tell me, where do I find another you. For, you're still the face My grieving heart keeps searching for in a crowd. For, I found my meaning, in love, And I found it, with you.
Munchi
I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind
Edgar Allen Poe
Some quotes from when @birbwithapen made me play in stars and time bc why not :)
Spoilers for in stars and time below !!
"Stardust, what the actual FUCK"
"Maybe me hallucinating a face on my closet door during act 3 was subtle foreshadowing for act 5"
"We're antidepressants and the king is depression we're here to kill him :)"
"I think he has a bit more then depression going on-"
(I repeated some variant of this quote every time I fought the king 🧍♂️)
(They went afk and I got the ghost event when they were afk)
"These bitches gay, good for them"
(I said that so many times gelp me)
"I hate act 5, I hate act 5, I hate act 5-"
*later in the act* "...I take back everything I said about act 5."
"I don't wanna grab this stupid key again ughhhh... we're on a path in the woods, and at the end of that path is a cabin, and inside that cabin is a princess, your job is to slay he-"
"SAY IT SAY IT SAY IT SAY IT SAY IT SAY IT-"
There was more i just forgot my memory is really bad mb.
Also I don't do well with scenes involving children hurt or dead, and uh after the ending of act 3 where Bonnie died, I was panicking and afterwards once i calm down i check my dms and-
(Yes we're matching sifrrin & isabeau pfps on discord :])
Oddly Specific Romance Prompts Vol. 4: Attending a Formal Dance/Gala
“Relax. You look gorgeous.”
“People are looking at us.” “Yeah, they’re jealous about my hot date.”
“May I have this dance?” “Only if you don’t mind me stepping all over your toes.” “It’ll be worth it.”
“You look…wow.”
“Sorry, I don't normally dress like this..." "Well, you should. You're stunning."
"I've never slow danced before." "That's okay. Just lean on me and follow my lead."
"You smell fantastic." "Thanks. I broke out the expensive perfume/cologne for the occasion. I was also kind of hoping you'd notice."
"When did you learn to dance like that?" "Oh, it's just something I picked up on over the years. Try to keep up."
"I feel stupid in this dress/tux." "You certainly don't look stupid." "What was that?" "Nothing."
"Why don't you dress like this more often? I could get used to this look."
"Here, take my jacket. You're freezing." "No, it's fine. It looks better on you, anyway." "Funny. I was going to say it looked better on you."
"It might just be the champagne hitting, but god I could kiss you right now."
"We're running late; can you zip this up for me?" "Actually, I'd rather unzip it. What's a few more minutes?"
"You're, by far, the hottest one at this stupid gala; and it's not even close."
“There’s no need to call me sir, professor”
Haha love this.
From:IncorrectSteveSagaQuotes
Burning child.
oh my goddd, i am so proud of this?!! literally just made it, i always love seeing these kind of creations on Pinterest and i really wanted to make one of my own and ?!!!! so cool!!!
Quote : When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.
From : Richard Kadrey, Aloha from Hell (Sandman Slim, #3)
also inspired by a pin i have saved on Pinterest that i for some reason cannot link :(
Sero Hanta as Tony Hawk tweets
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di qualsiasi cosa siano fatte le anime, so per certo che la tua e la mia sono fatte della stessa cosa.
—rach;cantshowyoume🏹.
Time may be a concept created by humans but it lets us have a moment of rebirth many of us need. Take this chance to create a you that makes you feel great everyday
Words for the new year from me
I want to be the person I need
Me to 2017
You are the air I need to breath. My body has grown dependent on you and you don’t even acknowledge my existence anymore. I’m suffocating without you. And you learned how to breathe without me.
theheartoftheplanet
I had a dream
someone I loved
had their heart ripped out.
We trusted the wrong person,
and they suffered for it.
I had a dream
i held them as they slept
praying for a pulse
head buried in their chest
I had a dream they shook awake
as if from a nightmare.
Their face said confusion
their eyes wild with panic
I had a dream I calmed them
Relief in my tears.
“You really were worried about me”
They said, weak smile on their lips.
I had a dream i held them in close
shaking in relief
their head on my chest
I slept
“Why do you keep looking for the comfort you’ll never receive?”
“It’s the hope that I ever will find it that keeps me going, even if I already know the answer.”
Just got done telling my partner about how I had to traverse fields of black ice in order to get my Amazon package and they gave me literally one of the best sentences I've ever heard them say
"Oh my partner you have survived war and come back to me sexy"
As they block me and remove me from their socials and just disappear without a word said in warning…
— Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises
Starting a quotebook for my teachers:
first entry is by my English teacher: You guys smell like cabbage and shame!
“The name—of it—is ‘Autumn'— The hue—of it—is Blood— An Artery—upon the Hill— A Vein—along the Road— Great Globules—in the Alleys— And Oh, the Shower of Stain— When Winds—upset the Basin— And spill the Scarlet Rain— It sprinkles Bonnets—far below— It gathers ruddy Pools— Then—eddies like a Rose—away— Upon Vermilion Wheels—”
— Emily Dickinson, The name—of it—is ‘Autumn’ (656)
“It was a mystery to her why Death had started using the place. Of course, he did have many of the qualities of a gentleman: he had a place in the country–a far, dark country–was unfailingly punctual, was courteous to all those he met–and sooner or later he met everyone–was well if soberly dressed, at home in any company and, proverbially, a good horseman.”
— Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time