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When your weird obssession has become apparent to everyone but you just don't c are because this is so FREAKING AWESOME!!!! Thank you!!😁😁

A Hope x Landon board I made and am dedicating to @booklover-sleeplover who I’ve noticed has liked a lot of my post and also has a really cool blog and loves Handon.

This season is my absolute favorite

nailed it season 4 is out y’all

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑫 𝑷𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑺: 𝑃𝑂𝑅𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑆

Im convinced that Ive found the girl CJ used to make this art. Look me in the eye and tell me im wrong. Cassie said she’ll let us know if we see Hazel in TWP or not, but since we already have an official art, im pretty sure she’ll stay (AS A GOOD FRIEND! U HEAR ME CASSIE?! good friend of Kit, main Kitty shipper or else🔪)

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After two years, I am back with my TSCxMetGala series! There were some interesting looks to try and recreate this year, mh? 👀 Starting with Dru wearing Zendaya's Maison Margiela gown, because such an iconic dress required an iconic Queen 😌

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Am I hungry or just trying to fill an emotional void?

2020 >>> 2021

The Glory (2022) || Helen Oyeyemi, White Is For Witching || Richard Kadrey, Aloha From Hell || Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo || Kelly Creagh, Enshadowed || Douglas Coupland, Life After God || Euripides || Neil Hilborn, A Place Where Someone Loves You || Cheryl Strayed || coleopterad || Joan Tierney, Tenderhooks || Emily Palermo || Abhijit Naskar, Amor Apocalypse: Canım Sana İhtiyacım || lmm-43

And God said "this is fine line"

Fine Line | Jurdan Quarantine AU

Chapter Rating: E is for Every Bad Idea You’ve Ever Had

Summary: This is how you turn a girl into a forest fire.

WC: 13,268

CW: mature themes, vulgar language, mentions of death, NSFW CONTENT READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

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Chapter 4- Watermelon Sugar (Verse 2)

[Jude POV]

Sleep falls away from me like water as I resurface into consciousness.

The first thing I know is that I am warm. The comfortable kind that feels like holding a steaming mug of tea between both hands on a brusque day. Or the soft spill of sunlight at the brink of spring.

Pleasant. Relaxed.

The second thing I know is that all of this is very suspicious. Usually, I’m cracked out of my dreams, a lightning strike straight into reality. Or otherwise dragged out of them like a deadweight through quicksand.

There is no peace in sleeping and there is certainly no peace in waking. Or if there is, I have never known it. Ultimately, this is what makes me open my eyes.

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