— Arthur Miller, The Crucible
Nikita Gill, from Fierce Fairytales Poems & Stories to Stir Your Soul; "Seven,"
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𝙄’𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙬,
𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙚𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚
𝙄 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮.
𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙙𝙞𝙯𝙯𝙮,
♡ xoxo-Suzy ♡
⁺˚*・༓☾ ‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ‧͙⁺
One thing that has been worrying me a lot lately is how quickly time is passing. I can't comprehend that it's summer already and winter will arrive in a few months. My life is so fast-paced– I am not living it the way I should. I am so overwhelmed about the future and how time is flying. I wish it were a thread and I could hold on to it but alas it's time, it cant be held back.
I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind
Edgar Allen Poe
HELP I NEARLY DIED I was scrolling through pinterest screaming mitski at the top of my lungs then this came up
I ALMOST CHOKED ISTG
I've got to say I did not expect poets to actually die in the dead poets society.
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Tied Me To You
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1955. 1966. 1972. No matter how much the world tries to drag them apart, they end up right back where they started. Together.
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Fic announcement! The wonderful @rowanaelinn and I are teaming up to bring you this multichapter! Each chapter is going to be inspired by a different song from Taylor Swift's folklore and evermore, sooo prepare your tissues 😈 it's going to be quite the ride.
We're creating a separate taglist for this fic, so let me know if you'd like to be added!
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~ Prologue : Seven
~ One: ...
~ Two: ...
~ Three: ...
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in case anyone else needs to hear this it’s ok to be more serious. i don’t just mean ‘it’s ok to be serious sometimes’ i mean in general. not everyone has to be funny. it doesn’t have to mean you’re sad or unlikeable. you can just be serious and genuine most of the time and that’s great. i personally think that we’re too focused on ‘funny’ as the primary carrier of likeability right now. i often feel starved for serious conversation, for serious spaces, for a feeling of gravity. you don’t have make good jokes to give people a good time. i say, goof only as the spirit moves you, & don’t worry about it.