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Showing posts tagged feels
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Fate/Zero 22
*finally got a chance to watch it*
IRI. TEAM BROS. FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSS.
IT SHOULDN’T BE POSSIBLE TO FEEL DESPAIR IN EVERY ATOM OF YOUR BODY, AND YET UROBUCHI HAS MADE IT SO. *FETAL POSITION*
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Ahh, fuck it. Y’all know.
My Ship Will Go On - SaintDorianGray
(Download This Fucker!)Every night in my bed,
I see you, I read you
That is how I know I’m not wrongAll across my dashboard
In tracked tags, believe us
We have come to show, we’re not wrongGay, Straight, However you mate
I believe that this ship will go on
I believe in my OTP
And you’re here in my fandom
My ship will go on and onFeels can touch us one time
And last for a life time
And never let go till the series is doneFeels were when I loved them
They were almost canon
I won’t stop till this ship has sunkChorus
It’s real! Can’t handle these feels
And I know that my ship won’t be sunk
Fuck your hate, and let these hoes date
You are safe in my heart and
My ship will go on and onEvery time I see
Hollywood heartthrobJensen Ackles incredibly late 90’s hair, I die a little inside. Of laughter. The song’s pretty funny too. -
Seaside Improvisation
I take off my hands and give them to you but you don’t
want them, so I take them back
and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists. The yard is dark,
the tomatoes are next to the whitewashed wall,
the book on the table is about Spain,
the windows are painted shut.Tonight you’re thinking of cities under crowns
of snow and I stare at you like I’m looking through a window,
counting birds.
You wanted happiness, I can’t blame you for that,
and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy
but tell me
you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.You do the math, you expect the trouble.
The seaside town. The electric fence.
Draw a circle with a piece of chalk. Imagine standing in a constant cone
of light. Imagine surrender. Imagine being useless.A stone on the path means the tea’s not ready,
a stone in the hand means somebody’s angry,
the stone inside you still hasn’t hit bottom.-Richard Siken
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