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goodbye for now… unless

on ben, guy tara was confused for: he’s “not gay… He’s from Toronto!”

mc got confused with a male classmate bc tara has a short hair cut. then her cousin tries to get tara to try out for field hockey and shes says “And I don’t need more if a reputation as a chick with a stick.” transphobic !!! fuck you ! idc its set in 2009 u should shut the hell up!

“When you know the fourfoil in all its seasons root and leaf and flower, by sight and scent and seed, then you may learn its true name, knowing its being: which is more than its use. What, after all, is the use of you? or of myself? Is Gont Mountain useful, or the Open Sea?” Ogion went on a half mile or so, and said at last, “To hear, one must be silent.” oh we’re soooooo back babey

willoughby should have been torn apart by a pack of dogs

“if i am moss,
mycelium,
white worm
grown from the
planet’s heart,
tapestry of all
mother tongues,
i’ll translate
dogwood to
baobab, stitch
the dead back
into the living,
sew all hearts to
mine.

if you love me,
then i am loved.
if you love me,
then i am loved.
if you love me,
then i am loved.”

“the splints around my heart are built
on the back of the orange, the sun-warmed wind,
the laugh lines on the first face i ever
knew.
nothing is mine to keep
but the glimpse of eternity in your open palm,
the luck to be born doomed and loving,
ready to alchemize the tree, the hand, the fruit
into tomorrow, into enough.”

“the floods burn and the fire drowns,
we mourn the hope of a peaceful death
with open throats, sore with longing,
we try to stay.-“

“awake in my body at the end of the future,
i watch my father peel oranges the the grove
of our ancestors,
watch him offer me the best piece.
the world yawns wide to show its rotting belly
and my lovers ache with something I can’t
heal.

its good to be alive, in the ruins of Carthage,
waiting for the grass to grow. -“

“- there is no sea between us, no serpent below,
and if there’s any part of me that can’t remember
that to love you is to feel the hands of a god
pulling my hair back from my face
then the sun has bleached it from my sight.”

the summer, heavy-lidded,
arrives with arms stoned in dew
to teach me.
hyacinths jewel the charred pavement,
the city’s pulse point doused
in beer and lilac.
with sweat-cooked bellies browning,
salt in my laugh lines,
it isn’t hard to understand
that my use is to stand in awe,
witness to wonders that candy under my gaze,
adored,
to renew my vows to that hothouse flower
asleep in my chest. -“

“your laughter heats the dusk,
and it shows me a door in my heart i’d never noticed before.

i put down roots in the curve of your back and there i’ll remain,
lapping dew from cold china, harvesting the eggs left by the moon,
watering persimmon trees with my spirit ‘till they grow.

ruined, thankfully”

“A mercy it is,” He said at last to himself. “That I woke up when I did. I wish Thorin were living but, I am glad that we parted in kindness. You are a fool Bilbo Baggins and you made a great mess of that business with the stone and there was a battle in-spite of all your efforts to buy peace and quiet. But I suppose you could hardly be meant for that.”

honey, you’ve got a storm coming your way

“But sad or merry, I must leave it now. Farewell!”

Then Bilbo turned away and he went by himself and sat alone, wrapped in a blanket. And wether you believe it or not, he wept until his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He was a kindly little soul indeed. It was long before he’d have the heart to make a joke again.

☹️

“No,” Said Thorin. “There is more in you of good than you know child of the kindly west. Some courage and some wisdom blended in measure. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarding gold it would be a merrier world.”

IN SPAIN WITHOHT THE S

“Farewell, King under the mountain.” He said. “This is a bitter adventure if it must end so and not a mountain of gold can amend it. Yet I am glad that I have shared in your perils. That has been more than any Baggins deserves.”

oh . oh nooooo. ohhhh myyy godddd …..

“I have been betrayed!”…. “You’re not making a splendid figure of King under the mountain.” being in the TEXT . THE DEEP MAGIC, WHEN IT WAS WRITTEN….

wicked witch and captain hook are BADDIES 😍

“Well, he’s a handsome mouse.” Which sounds stupid even as you say it, but you’re at a loss.” its not, mice can be handsome fellows

Saul, babygirl, i fear that you might be affected in a way that may be, something like, annihilation

🗣️ john, your mother was a MEDDLING BITCH ‼️

“Having to reach for such banal answers because of a lack of imagination, because human beings couldn’t even put themselves in the mind of a cormorant or an owl or a whale or a bumblebee.
Did she really want to ally herself to such a lack, and did she have a choice?”

“What if an infection was a message, a brightness a kind of symphony? As a defense? An odd form of communication? If so, the message had not been received, would probably never be received, the message buried in the transformation itself.”

this fellas gonna get annihilated 🫵🪱🕸️🐬🌱🍃🌸💧🫧🌀

WHOO HOOO LETS HEAR IT FOR “Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead…” HEADS

E slur 🫤🍅

i walked to my main streets lending library and that whole bitch WAS GONE ?!?

a wasp. was just on me in my sleep and when i removed them i got stung :///

“It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it.” on: bilbo finding the ring . so fucking funny. sure bud, thats a way of puttin it