strawberry kisses

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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
vodkanburgers
mamoru

I had a dream that unless the teacher told us class was over, we were forbidden from going out the door. Our teacher was very forgetful, and maybe even malicious. After being forced to stay past sunset many days, my class decided we were going to break out every night. Eventually our attempts led us to discovering rifts in space-time where we could warp. So we never used the door. Checkmate.

turbro

the window

mamoru

what? you going to critique my dreams? my subconscious creations, that I did by accident, while asleep? the chemicals in my brain? are you going to use your foul eyes and dissect all of the plotholes in my dreams? you going to critique the weather? harass the clouds? make fun of thunder for being off key? remind me to come to your house and shred your shoes

lovesjustachemical

That response is fucking Shakespearean.

inthefallofasparrow

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marlynnofmany

Note to self: memorize those last two lines in case I ever need to deliver a sick burn in verse.

septembersung

#you CRITIQUE miette? you edit her dreams like the essay? oh! shredded shoes for you! ( via @freenarnian )

daweyt
lamenade

“““You’re not a monster,” I said. But I lied. What I really wanted to say was that a monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.””

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— Ocean Vuong, from “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous”