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4rianagrande:

i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them


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veganvibez:

do you know how scary it is to acknowledge how strong your feelings are for someone and your brain is like “maybe you love them” and you’re like SHUT THE FUCK UP BRAIN YOU DONT KNOW SHIT


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imagine-jim-bones-and-spock:

imagine spock going back to vulcan to be honored with an award for scientific excellency or whatever

and even though its an award ceremony its still very solemn theres no clapping or cheering when people come on stage

finally its spocks turn and as he bows to the high priest and straightens up to receive his medal he hears a REALLY LOUD whistle from the audience

and he turns around and jims in the middle of all these stone faced vulcans like

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imaginefallout:

IN CLASS TODAY THIS KID GOT IN TROUBLE FOR READING WHILE THE TEACHER WAS LECTURING SO THE TEACHER TOOK HIS BOOK AND WHEN THE TEACHER TURNED AROUND HE PULLED OUT ANOTHER COPY OF THE SAME FUCKING BOOK


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Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.

Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.

"Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures." This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.

When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: “my travels have changed me… “

Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: “every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.”


May Benatar, Kafka and the Doll: The Pervasiveness of Loss

For me there are two wise lessons in this story: Grief and loss are ubiquitous even for a young child. And the way toward healing is to look for how love comes back in another form. - May Benatar

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(Source: easyreadingisdamnhardwriting)

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ninetail-fox:

a hakama (a Japanese skirt for formal wear) ,Fujisawa

ninetail-fox:

a hakama (a Japanese skirt for formal wear) ,Fujisawa

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hemlockroot:

Remember kids: when using herbs for magic, always research not only their folklore use but also what kind of oils they secrete and if they are safe to touch! Love the glove.


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angrynerdyblogger:

I remember when I used to say “same” only to things that were actually relatable and I don’t know what happened because the other day I was in the supermarket and one of the employees came past wearing a shirt that said “fruit and veg team” on the back and I nearly said “same” but then I was like no, how, I am not part of this supermarket’s fruit and veg team and this is not relatable at all


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queerlittlemermaid:

I really hate the whole black/white/grey magic thing. Like shut the fuck up. Even the most benign spell can backfire, and a horrible curse can indirectly be a blessing. You can’t simply life that way, much less magic.


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