its unreal how all of my favorite characters have exactly the same traits and hobbies and diagnoses as me

oh, have you been tricked into loving yourself?

oh my fucking god is that what just happened

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My era rn is uncategorizable. The the way I am living is unheard of

you ever know someone and you think “god i love you. i wish we could’ve known eachother when we were carefree and 11. i wish we could’ve played together as kids”

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Image 1 reads: “And you know that I love you, Fool. As a man loves his dearest friend. I feel no shame in that. But to let Jek or Starling or anyone think we take it beyond friendship’s bound, that you would want to lie with me, is–” I paused. I waited for his agreement. It did not come. Instead, he met my eyes with his open amber gaze. There was no denial in them.“I love you,” he said quietly. “I set no boundaries on my love. None at all. Do you understand me?”

Image 2 reads: “He did mean you, did he not? Well of course he did, though you may not know it. I doubt you know the custom of the people he came from; how they exchange names to denote the lifelong bonds they form? Did you ever call him by your name, to show him that he was as dear to you as your own life? Or were you too much of a coward to let him know?”

Image 3 reads: “Not by me,” he replied decisively. “If you insist we must both take different names now, then I shall call you ‘Beloved.” And whenever I call you that, you may call me 'Fool.“

Image 4 reads: "There it is. Plainly, Fitz, I told you I set no limits on my love for you. I don’t. Yet I never expected you to offer me your body. It was the whole of your heart, all for myself, that I sought. Even though I’ve never had a right to it. For you gave it away ere ever you saw me.”

Image 5 reads: Just as I opened my eyes, the Fool’s thought uncurled in my mind like a leaf opening to sunlight. And I set no limits on that love. “It’s too much,” I said brokenly. “No one can give that much. No one.”

Image 6 reads: He lifted his hand. “Did you feel that?” I asked him. He smiled sadly. “Fitz, I have never needed to touch you to feel that. It was always there. No limits.” Some part of me knew that was important. That once it would have mattered terribly to me. I tried to find words. “I will put that in my wolf,” I said, and he turned away sadly.

Image 7 reads: I bent and kissed his brow in farewell. And then, grasping the rightness of that foreign tradition, I named him as myself. For when I burned him, I knew I would be ending myself, as well. The man I had been would not survive this loss. “Good-bye, FitzChivalry Farseer.”

Image 8 reads: “Take your body back from me,” I bade him quietly. And so we passed, one into the other, but for a space we had been one. The boundaries between us had melted in the mingling. “No limits,” I recalled him saying, and suddenly understood. No boundaries between us.

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We are one

“In the space of a sundown, you show me the wide world from a horse’s back, and the soul of the world within my own walls.”

Totally the way two bros talk to each other

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

*holds your hand and swings it a little bit when we walk*

Angela Deane 

fabric in Allegory Of Inclination  - Artemisia Gentileschi

on soulmates

f. scott fitzgerald / friedrich nietzsche / florence and the machine / andrea dworkin / kiersten white / euripides / audre lorde / phillip pullmann / bob hicok

Charlotte Eriksson

Jardin benlliure - Jose Benlliure Gil

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