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Joan of arc vibe

right. can we talk about the fact that the dead poets CARRIED neils coffin to his burial place. i think that kind of experience would alter them completely.

how cruel must it be to have to carry your dead friend to his grave, knowing only a few days before you were celebrating in the cave at his triumphs? that kind of shared experience between the dead poets i think would be a collective trauma only they could understand.

a "look babe, i finished a new book" gf and a "tell me all about it" bf

me fighting the urge to watch disturbing movies after midnight

i need to WRITE but i have no motivation. I don't know what to write in the first place and i'm too afraid that it'd be shit after all this time.

i think you should go for it

the urge to make to blogs for all of my OCs even tho nobody will understand who tf they are >>>

i'm a girl in the princess and the pea way.

something in my shoe? ballistic.

a change in someone's voice? unconsolable.

chip in my nail polish? day ruined

I will always make a mountain out of a molehill.

A Girl You Might Know