blendedwhiskey - existential longing
existential longing

the pain is unlike anything I could have ever imagined.

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2 years ago
Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu, From “Carmilla”

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu, from “Carmilla”


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2 years ago
Low Stress Doodlin With One Of My Lesser Used Tools

low stress doodlin with one of my lesser used tools


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2 years ago

“aw you remembered” of course i did im in love with you


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2 years ago

You're in her DMs

I have her blocked

You will understand in time


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2 years ago
— Ernest Hemingway, From The Complete Works; "The Old Man And The Sea,"

— Ernest Hemingway, from The Complete Works; "The Old Man and the Sea,"


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2 years ago

“Meeting you was like listening to a song for the first time and knowing it would be my favorite.”

— Unknown


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2 years ago

“…to seek among phrases and fragments something unbroken—I to whom there is not beauty enough in moon or tree; to whom the touch of one person with another is all, yet who cannot grasp even that, who am so imperfect, so weak, so unspeakably lonely.”

— Virginia Woolf, The Waves


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2 years ago

The found family trope is for those who were never a first choice. Those that always carried the baggage but received no tips in exchange. It’s for those that needed a wall to lean on but learned to build one on their own . They looked at people as potential. As someone who could very well become an important part of their life. This is the trope for those who listened but were never heard, those that seeked an idea of a home in souls and not walls. It is for the ones that yearn for a love the weight of blood, but came with no obligation- no -they wanted to be chosen , they wanted a familial bond that escaped the scopes of biology . They wish for their presence to have meaning. For it to be significant. And for their absence to be nagging. Brutal. Loud.


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2 years ago

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2 years ago

do you ever talk to someone and it’s just so effortless and safe from the very beginning??? feeling like you could never run out of things to talk about with them but also just enjoy their presence


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2 years ago
— Franz Kafka, Letters To Milena

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[text ID:   Yesterday I advised you not to write me every day, I still hold the same opinion today and it would be very good for both of us, and so I repeat my advice today even more emphatically- only please, Milena, don't listen to me, and write me every day anyway, it can even be very brief, briefer than today's letters, just 2 lines, just one, just one word, but if I had to go without them I would suffer terribly.]


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2 years ago

are moths aware they're playing into symbolism when they fly too close to the candles i lit to repel them and burn their wings


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2 years ago
Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver


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2 years ago

The Distillery is a front for a guild of expert assassins, each codenamed after alcohol. Each member is skilled in a number of things, but when an important job really needs doing and nothing less than perfection is to be expected, a letter is always received with two words: “Send Whiskey.”


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2 years ago
Fallout 76 Scenery → 54/?
Fallout 76 Scenery → 54/?

fallout 76 scenery → 54/?


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2 years ago

The plural of horse is

The Plural Of Horse Is

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2 years ago

rage and tenderness existing simultaneously in the same body


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2 years ago

You are so much more than the abuse they’ve put you through. You are so much more than the shame they made you feel. You are so much more than the grief, sadness, anger and pain.

Even if these things have impacted you greatly, you are not broken. Your value and worth are never diminished. 

You are deserving of love, compassion and healing. 


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2 years ago

WHERE is that poem about that person learning all about their partners hyperfixation before getting dumped the last line is like “love is a stack of books on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end” I need it to feel whole help me please


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2 years ago
Isengrim

Isengrim


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2 years ago

if i set my teeth into the flesh of your arm and rest there know that i do not mean to tear it away only to latch myself onto you in some more permanent way

i feel your blood on my tongue but do not fear the hunger in my eyes i am a wild thing at best and my love is a violent guest


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2 years ago

I could bundle you up very safe inside a single ravioli


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