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ohmydarlinghowiloveyou · 1 year

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Me with my INTJ girlfriend ♡

I’m an ENFP and my girlfriend is an INTJ heheheheh 🥰 ♡

we were

meant to be together 😍 ♡

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sylvies-chen · 3 months

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the carl mention in this ep is still weighing on me so much because it was just so beautiful the way his memory lives on but also it got me thinking: you ever think that lori would be so relieved right now that rick and michonne have found each other because michonne is for rick what lori couldn’t be for him and also because there is at least someone other than rick who is still alive to mourn her son when so many others either can’t or aren’t…

#‘arent’ im talking about you daryl and maggie…#I know this fandom doesn’t like speaking her name but this thought pulls at my heartstrings #maybe it’s just because I’m a bit of a hippie in that I believe in ghosts and spirits and fate and psychics and whatnot #but I truly believe lori sent michonne and rick’s paths colliding because she saw that michonne was just the most fearsome badass mama bear #with no one to mother #and lori had just died leaving two kids without a mom #like idk I just feel like it was so fateful and beautiful! I think lori would be so in awe of michonne and grateful #for being everything she couldn’t be in the apocalypse: optimistic a fighter and loyal beyond measure #the walking dead: the ones who live #the walking dead #lori grimes #michonne grimes #michonne hawthorne #carl grimes #rick grimes #richonne

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camgoloud · 2 months

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you ever just. become overwhelmed by a sudden out-of-nowhere wave of tenderness and affection and longing for reconnection directed towards someone to whom you no longer speak for Very Good Reasons

#‘out of nowhere’ she says like she hasn’t been doing a lot of reading/thinking recently about various tragic messy breakups #and the later regrets of the parties involved #anyway. tell me not to text her #it’s been over two years since the last time we talked… absolutely no reason to break that streak now. lord give me strength #she was really fucking mean to me! like objectively intentionally unwarrantedly cruel! it ruined an entire year of my life #and fundamentally changed me as a person on a deep level! there’s a lot of things i used to like about myself that i don’t think i’m ever #going to get back #and yet every once in a while we have to do the whole ‘maybe i could make things right’ song and dance 😔#the thing is most of the time i’m not even really angry with her anymore like enough time has passed since all the shit went down that #really i just sort of look at her behavior and feel sad. both because of the impact on me but also because of the ‘that’s really how you #felt you needed to act towards someone who cared about you? you couldn’t have just expressed your feelings in an honest and productive way #instead of just lashing out in the cruelest possible way and ruining the entire relationship beyond hope of repair?’#and i feel bad and sorry that it went that way and honestly i kind of pity her and hope she’s gotten some of her shit worked out #so i’m not like. actively pissed off at her anymore. but also i can’t think about her without thinking about the worst year of my life so 🙃#i don’t actually feel that trying to reopen that door would be very healthy for me at least #we did try a Reconciliation of sorts a couple of months after the initial falling-out and while it was kind of helpful for me in that she #like. apologized lmao. and affirmed that i wasn’t crazy and she did in fact On Purpose say the most hurtful things she possibly could have #said to me given the information she had at her disposal. and that i really had not done anything to her that could warrant that. etc.#it also left a sour enough taste in my mouth that i just don’t see a future where the two of us spending time together is enjoyable for me #and yet… the regret will always live inside me i think. maybe if i were a stronger person…#caseyposting

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m4ndysk4nkovich · 7 months

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embarrassed to admit that i relate a lot to karen jackson

#obviously not defending her and i obviously didn’t rape anybody #but the hypersexuality and having to live with a mother who couldn’t really take care of herself because of mental illness #karen is such a sad and complex character and she may be bitchy but i wish people would talk about her more #well talk about her without slutshaming her #shameless #karen jackson

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abyssmarked · 7 months

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so like, i haven’t really talked about neph’s experience at the brothel she was a slave at much ( and i don’t plan on going into any gruesome detail here, mostly just how i perceived the environment and the strict rules she lived by for a decade, but trigger warnings just in case ), but i imagine it was tailored to the higher class. the setting was a massive temple-like, stone building, multiple stories, cells in a dingy dungeon underground. anywhere where rich clientele might inhabit within the building was lavishly decorated— a common area where drinks and ‘live entertainment shows’ would be held, all of the rooms which could be paid for and used were better than a lot of the best inns in the realms.

it was crawling with guards. the girls’ personal sleeping quarters weren’t nearly as fancy, not in the slightest, but they were clean. they had to be clean, it was a rule. clean rooms, clean bodies— prim and proper. often there were four to six girls in one very small room, sleeping in bunk beds with thin mattresses and thin blankets. each girl had designated tasks, chores to have completed throughout the building, keeping it clean and looking presentable— making beds, cleaning blood, they were even responsible for a lot of the cooking, given limited resources to make enough food for each of them to survive.

regardless of having mostly free reign of the place, no place was private. someone was always, always watching, in every room, in every corner. if girls were seen trying to speak to one another in a secretive manner, or caught trying to plan some kind of escape, examples were made of them. the girls weren’t even allowed to become too close with one another, no touching, no ‘fraternizing’. the men in charge often would put some girls in positions of authority overs, these girls were treated slightly better— they found ways to make it incredibly difficult to build trust with one another. i also imagine nepharia was definitely one of the girls to climb that inner hierarchy of fuckery, anything for the slightest amount of relief, and maybe to try and build a rapport with the higher powers of the brothel— prove that she can be trusted, so they she might one day have some kind of upper hand, regardless of the girls she needed to throw under the bus to do it.

fuck, the other girls probably hated her.

on the business side of things, the doors would close to wealthy clientele at the beginning of the week, then reopen at the start of the weekend— giving the girls about five days to prepare for the next. every single girl is to be accounted for and dressed in the proper attire that was assigned ( usually, the attire was modest in nature, which somehow made it more disgusting in neph’s mind ) at the exact time the beginning of every weekend before the doors are opened. they’re already paid for in advance, waiting in assigned rooms for their client to arrive, and any girl that might be patron-less is assigned to the common area, to offer their services there.

if any of the rules were broken, or any of them got out of line in any way, the first warning is a lashing, then you’re sent to solitary confinement underground, in a small, windowless room, sealed with magic, only a small slot in the door to receive enough food and water to live for days, sometimes weeks, depending on the punishment. you sit with nothing but a bucket as a toilet that doesn’t get changed and cleaned the entire duration you’re there, and a mat on the ground for sleeping. the walls are thin and you’re close enough to where they send the really strong-willed girls who just couldn’t conform, and have to listen to their screams as they are tortured, healed, and tortured again. and if none of that works to break you?? well, they simply kill you.

after making a deal with a devil ( one of her regular clients, who only ever bought her to speak riddles at her ), and acquiring her warlock powers and learning of her true nature from said devil, he showed her what she could really do now. she didn’t immediately go ape shit, though. she was smarter than that. she had worked her way up, the owner of the brothel himself held her in high regard, well, as high as you can regard someone you literally keep as a slave. she probably used mad charm spells to convince him to take her out somewhere, away from the brothel, just the two of them. should would kill him quick, and his guards, and then just be so fucking elated that she can just…. go. be. she honestly probably doesn’t even go back to the brothel, not even to save anyone— she hadn’t made friends, but enemies. friends weren’t allowed. she might have tried to tell some kind of authority what was going on, and she just was unlucky enough to find the authority that was involved in keeping that place running— basically just murdering her hope that justice actually existed in the world, or that good men existed.

#headcanons.#i definitely feel like i’m leaving a lot out #and this is kind of all over the place lmao #but yeah #just some reasons why neph is the way she is lmao #living under such strict and abusive conditions in such transformative years of her life #and why after *finally* getting out with such chaotic newfound power #she’s basically just a feral #abused animal wreaking havoc on the realms #lmao #she couldn’t do anything without being afraid for so long #and she’s still afraid #very afraid #but SHE CAN DO EVERYTHING NOW #SHE CAN GO ANYWHERE #and if anyone makes her feel slightly threatened #she knows that she can make herself *scarier*#her empathy for others is pretty much nonexistent unless you can appeal to #that scared little girl she still is on the inside #if you can make that kid feel safe #she’s as soft as a kitten

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idontliketomatoesleavemealone · 9 months

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*comes back to school during a break, not drawing attention to myself*

My classmate, 15 minutes later: holy shit, when did Blue spawn here?!

#It sounded funnier irl bc her entire sentence except for Spawned was in german #Ah Denglisch. I love it i hate it i couldn’t live without it

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seilon · 11 months

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just wrote like three paragraphs ranting about my living situation and deleted it just know I am going insane and i hate it here and I need to live by my fucking self or I am going to absolutely fucking lose it

#I can not stand cleaning up shit for people anymore I can’t stand people taking my stuff or messing up shit I clean or organize or whatever #I hate feeling pressured to stay in my room constantly because she almost never fucking leaves and the entire living room/kitchen area is #apparently her fucking home office now. so there’s just nowhere else to go where I’m not forced to interact with her #not to mention how I cleaned out that entire area EXTENSIVELY only a couple months ago and now all of that work is just gone #she re-cluttered it and now it’s a nightmare again :)#and she’s out there in the first place because she clutters her room and desk in her room to such an extent that it’s basically unusable #at least when I had a shitty roommate her mess was confined to one side of a bedroom more or less #and there was a living room/kitchen that wasn’t a fucking nightmare that I could generally control the tidiness of #I can’t fucking live like this I can’t keep cleaning and cleaning and cleaning and throwing away shit and organizing shit and whatever #just to have it all be for NOTHING every fucking time because she takes more shit out and doesnt put it away and buys more shit #that we can’t fucking afford and don’t immediately need and hahaggsgsgshsshshhhshshshshssh #I can’t fucking do it! I really can’t keep doing this it makes me violently angry and one of these days I’m going to snap and break my door #or something #I didn’t even want to move back in here to begin with this was supposed to be temporary. as in only for a couple months #but all my job applications fail and I have no other form of income or support so. haha I’m stuck here #i won’t even get started on just #not wanting to live with her for a million other reasons #I need to get the fuck out of here I do not want to be responsible for cleaning up her messes and doing whatever she says without choice #cause I mean. that’s another thing. At least my roommate couldn’t force me to do whatever she wanted with any resistance being seen as #criminally disrespectful and depending on her wildly unpredictable mood maybe she’ll verbally abuse me or degrade me or accuse me of things #who knows!#also won’t get into the fact that I’m almost two years on t and she still misgenders me and deadnames me and believes she has the right to #do so #kibumblabs #negative #delete later probably.

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espressopatronum454 · 2 years

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here you go guys @jvstncthcme @anemicc-royalty @wifeofdevil

“Lily?”

James walked into the kitchen, parchment in hand, tears threatening to form. Lily looked at what was in his hand, and when he did, she dropped the spatula and her eyes widened.

“You weren’t supposed to find that yet.”

“Lily, what’s going on?”

“James, I- Can we sit down?” They did so, and Lily took James’ hands in her own. “I promise this has nothing to do with you. I just- we got married really quickly, you know? We were young, and honestly quite immature, and we didn’t really know what we were doing. I know that I loved you then, and I still do, just not in the same way.

“I hadn’t even noticed until a few days ago. I’ve been spending a lot of time with Mary MacDonald recently, and it took me a while, but I realized that I was falling in love with her. It made me rethink how I felt about you, and well, here we are.”

At some point while she was talking, James had wiped away any trace of tears. He leaned forward and hugged Lily, letting this be the last time he did so as her husband. “I’m really happy for you, Lils. I hope things work out.”

He pulled out of the hug, and she looked back at him. “Are you alright?”

“I will be.”

Roughly nine months later, now living in his own, larger place, due to a recent increase of art sales, that were just continuing to climb. He knew they’d go back down someday, probably soon, but honestly? His art was being sold at quite a high price, and being sold for even higher at auctions, so he was set for a little bit. He’s also a children’s counselor, now that he’s able to have the requirements necessary, and he wants to help every kid he can, knowing how a bad childhood home can affect someone.

So, he was currently headed to an orphanage, to adopt a kid. One of his friends from school, Dorcas Meadowes, was an orphan, and she had told James about her times in the orphanage. James had vowed to himself that day that as soon as he could, he’d adopt as many children as he could. So today, he plans to adopt two, and he’s already certain he’ll come back for more. He didn’t just buy a new big house for nothing, after all.

After walking into the orphanage and greeting the lady at the desk, he was allowed to look around. Another worker followed him, and was to help him with names of the children.

He didn’t know why, but for some reason, he was drawn to the newborns. He guessed it made sense. Get them out of the bad place before they remember it.

James’ eyes landed on the first child, and he just knew he had to have her. He asked the worker what her name was, and her name fit her perfectly. Mariposa.

“Well, Miss Mari. You really are quite adorable. If we’re lucky, you might just have a new home by the end of the day,” James reached in and ran a finger down her face the way his mum used to, and smiled when the little girl wrapped her hand around his finger. He pried her off and ran his hand through the small bit of hair on her head, before walking to the next one.

What he saw made him stop dead in his tracks. This baby looked exactly like Harry, the one he used to dream he and Lily would have together. He had bright, gorgeous green eyes, black hair exactly like his own, and a skin color just a bit lighter than his own.

“Uhm, miss? What’s his name?”

“Harry Evans.”

#untitled #past Jily #marylily #macevans #james potter #harry evans #harry potter #yes i know i said harry’s last name and not mariposa’s. i just couldn’t think of a last name for her.#no lily slander here i promise #james being a successful artist and a children’s counselor #using the money he’s earned to buy a big house so him and his 47 adopted kids can live safe away from bad orphanages and abusive parents #also i pronounce mari as mars without the s and with and e sound #like the e sound in words like eat and each

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devils-little-sista · 1 year

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#I can’t stand her. I can’t stand living in the same house as her.#I hate that I’m too dumb to ever make it on my own and I hate that she tells me that every time I have to interact with her #as if I don’t already know. she’s been telling me for years and years how dumb I am and she acts like I don’t already know that without her #I already knew that I was too dumb by the time I was 8 years old. and that’s not even from her telling me #it from all my old teachers who couldn’t teach me and gave up on me.#its from observing other people my age and realizing how much slower I am than them.#it’s from me not having any kind of passion or ambition for anything since I was 8 #and that’s because they kept drilling it in my head that I was never gonna get anywhere and never going to amount to anything if I didn’t do #if I didn’t do better when I was already doing my best.#I was already doing every thing I could and it was never good enough for her. it was never good enough for anybody.#I’m already doing my best. and they’re all disappointed and angry with me for not doing better #I hate that I have to rely on her. on them.#I want to be on my own so bad.#I want her to stop getting into my business.#because she acts like this every time I have to interact with her #and she wonders why I stay locked up in my room all the time #I’m tired of constantly being bullied by my own parent.#I’m tired of having to rely on her because she won’t let me get a job ‘’yet’’#she keeps saying ‘’after your drivers license’’. ‘’after the pandemic’’. ‘’after your ged’’. then I can get a job and have my own money #and not have to rely on her so much. AFTER I DO ALL THOSE IMPOSSIBLE THINGS THAT SHE KEEPS TELLUNG ME IM TOO DUMB TO DO ‘’YET’’#she’s the one who won’t let me progress in anything so I can get out of here #and yet she treats me like pest that lives in her house. she treats me like dirt. she treats me like I got like this on purpose.#SHES THE ONE THAT MADE ME LIKE THIS. YEARS AND YEARS OF NEGLCT AND ABUSE FROM HER.#AND SHE REFUSES TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT.#she won’t let me move out. she’ll find out when the ne place is somehow and she’ll drag me back here kicking and screaming #she will hold me hostage if I try to leave #sometimes I think about the kids who somehow were able to get out of their parents house and away from them as soon as they turned 18 or #or younger. they’re the lucky ones. I wish I could have been that lucky. to get away from them and never have to come back.#I wish I could get out of here someday soon. ghost my whole family. to never have to see them or talk to them ever again.#to have a place all to myself. to have a place where I am comfortable being my dumb happy little self. that’s all I ever wanted.

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iloveyoumorethansoup · 2 years

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Chariot and Croix,,,, even as teachers they’re so young,,, and they’ve had to have felt like their lives were ending,,, they’re still in their twenties they have so much time and Croix always felt like she was running out of time,,,

#the way that they have so so much time to spend together now #oh man……#they’re in their twenties #very late twenties Croixs 29 Chariots 28 #but still!! they’re so young #and you just know. that decade apart wasn’t them being at their best and happiest #I’m not saying they felt like they weren’t truly alive in that decade. though I won’t not say that #croix worked constantly on the noir fuel spirit and I know she didn’t have a good work life balance #chariot had to reinvent herself into someone who wouldn’t be recognized immediately #chariot had a shot at happiness again and I think she did like being a professor she still got to have a positive effect in peoples lives #all the while showing them the wonders of magic #but still she carried that guilt from the dream fuel spirit around for a decade eating at her #she was so young. that decade was like a third of her life. she spent a third of her life carrying that with her. being someone else #all while probably hearing about how much of a failure she was. and she couldn’t defend herself without arousing suspicion #and croix. she wasn’t doing everything bc she loved magic. maybe it started that way. but she was working against the clock #she was working to save the fate of magic the one thing she cared about she was terrified it would die out #she was terrified #everything she did was maximized for efficiency #she didn’t care what lines she had to cross because if she did there was no way she could’ve gotten as far as fast as she did #when they were kids they only had each other. they went through the hardest times of their lives without their strongest support systems #chariot had holbrooke. but was she really able to tell her everything? was she willing? and croix. croix was alone #croix was alone. terrified and alone with this crazy believe that she had to be the one to save all of magic #they were so young oh my god #soup talks #if you ever want sad chariot/croix thoughts. ur in the right place #little witch academia #chariot du nord #croix meridies #lwa

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dragonsrcool4real · 1 year

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i accidentally left my fenty cream bronzer on my stupid fucking gaming laptop’s stupid fucking rgb keyboard with stupid fucking fallout running and it melted

#why did it have to be 01 amber too why couldn’t it have been 02 butta biscuit. i could live without butta biscuit #but amber is one of like 3 contour shades on the entire cosmetics market that don’t turn me actually orange #i can’t lose her..

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spookyboywhump · 2 years

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Jet my beloved

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#picrews #my oc’s #Jet #I just care him…..#I’ve been working out what more of his life Before was like #even though he can’t really remember any of it #I think his brother has always been really shitty to him and their parents enabled it #so he fucked off the day he turned 18 #and stopped speaking to them #he wanted a relationship with them really bad he just. couldn’t stand them anymore #I feel like he was wanting to become a car mechanic and was working towards that #he just strikes me as someone who would enjoy that kind of work #he was probably living with friends or roommates or something #and now he’s. here #and he doesn’t remember any of that #and he doesn’t remember how to even exist. without Anastasia #he doesn’t know how to be anything other than her guard dog

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starrytalking · 2 years

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I recently watched “Little Women” and I didn’t know it would be that saddddd.

Also Jo totally should’ve been aroace! I related to so much she was going through just for it to (slight spoiler!) end in a romance again….

#starrytalking #like she could’ve been such great rep #and then she just isn’t and ‘finds someone who accepts her as she is’#this was so unnecessary‚ why couldn’t they just let her be happy without a partner but with ger writing and friends and family :/#second note‚ after some time: ok I know now that that’s not entirely true #so Jo (do I need to do a spoiler warning again) in the second Little Women book apparently marriages this professor dude but the author #originally said she wanted her to be a “literary spinster” kinda like herself but then got pressured by readers so much that she gave her #this rando as love interest #and the director wanted to stay true to what the author originally wanted so while we see Jo kiss this dude on screen and kinda live with #him in this idealised idea of the future she 'in reality’ doesn’t do that and that’s only what she wrote in her book #because the book is about her and her sisters life just like the overall movie but in the end we see the printing dude telling her to marry #her main character (basically herself) to someone for the book to perform better (sorta what happened to the author of little women herself)#so actually Jo doesn’t get married but gets to be happy with publishing her book and loving with her family ect. and the whole forced #“romance” with the professor is just a marketing thing for her book that she eventually agrees on #this made me feel very much better about the end of this movie that at first shattered me #and yes I just recently had a heavy discussion with someone who didn’t believe my theory of Jo not actually getting married but it being in #her book but luckily the internet and interviews with the director of the movie proved me right #aromantic #aro #asexual #ace #lgbtqia+#little women #movie #jo march #slight spoilers

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fingertipsmp3 · 2 years

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Was straight up Not Doing Well but then I met a cat and now I think I’m okay

#there was nothing specifically wrong with me. it’s just been one of those days #i woke up way too early for no reason and couldn’t get back to sleep and then my grandparents decided to read all the forms i’m bringing #to my job interview on monday (an application form basically) without asking me and ignored me trying to tell them ‘there’s no info about #the job in there’ and also straight up ‘please don’t read that. there’s no reason for you to read that’#i guess there’s no reason for me to be irked by it because everything in there is stuff they already know about me but like.. it struck me #as rude. and then they didn’t even put it back on the table where they found it?? they put it on a random chair #then i pretty much got ordered to tidy up #then my friend called me having an anxiety attack and i had to run over to her house to make sure the doors were locked (they were)#i also had to bang on every door and window to make sure neither the dog nor the baby had been left home alone by her mom #so now the neighbours probably think i was burgling the place. i had her on the phone so i was prepared to hand it over if anyone questioned #me but still. it can’t have looked great. at one point i was literally in the back garden yelling the kid’s name trying to prove a negative #anyway the kid and the dog weren’t in the house alone. so that’s good #but Then i went for a walk around the village (to help me emotionally deal with all of this) and i sat in the church garden for a bit #and a chunky black cat purred at me and came and sat on my lap. he had long claws so it did hurt a bit i won’t lie #i think next time i might bring an extra jacket so there can be a layer in between him and my thighs. he was very friendly though #i might also bring him a toy because i’m pretty sure he lives in the garden and i know at least one person feeds him but he probably doesn’t #have a ton of stuff to do. and i don’t want to bring more food because he really is Chonky #which i mean.. same but i don’t want to disrupt the balance of whatever dietary plan he may be on #anyway. i love cats #personal

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sizablelad · 23 days

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i love molly and i’m actually really enjoying spending time with her but she does NOT have any concept of doing anything in a timely or efficient fashion.

#starting a movie will take over an hour lol #i went from living with someone who couldn’t let there be a break in conversation without getting bored and pulling out her phone #to living with someone who takes 10 minutes to pick out a box of pasta #ada <————————> molly #opposite ends of the spectrum

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oceans-and-prose · 24 days

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My chest aches

I see the sleeping form of my new puppy

I brought him home just yesterday.

All I can think is how much I miss you

Was it always easy with you or was I just a child

This will take so much time

I saw it in his eyes today

It’s almost as if you came to visit and said

“That one.”

#mod scott #poem #scott’s ramblings #poetry #I just got a new puppy yesterday and I can’t believe how much he reminds me of my first dog #she passed at 13yrs (about 4 years ago now) and it was one of the hardest things I had to live through #my best friend and many times my /only/ friend #I think about her so often and I hope she knows how much I loved her #I brought merry home yesterday and today he perked up and wagged at me and I think it hit #I was supposed to get one of his brothers but I just. couldn’t leave without him in my arms #excuse me while I cry over dogs and cycles of life and rebirth

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