I Mean Yeah He’s Evil And All But What If I Were His Favourite

I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favourite

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2 years ago

All Too Well

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lilysvelvetdreams

2 years ago

She's a 10 but loves books and is obsessed with Taylor swift and depends upon academic validation for happiness so it makes her an 11

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lilysvelvetdreams

1 year ago

Life's not fair, i should be paid for existing and reading books

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lilysvelvetdreams

1 year ago

“are you okay?” no bitch i’ll never experience a passionate romance like the ones you read in books

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lilysvelvetdreams

3 months ago

I don’t WANT a career. I want to cuddle and sleep and eat and read and create and love and be loved.

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lilysvelvetdreams

1 year ago

“Bestfriend is someone who loves you when you forget to love yourself.”

— Unknown

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lilysvelvetdreams

1 year ago

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

-Sylvia Plath

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lilysvelvetdreams

2 years ago

I want to be a mysterious girl with a private online presence but I also need to tell everybody I cried at the DMV

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lilysvelvetdreams

6 months ago

There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.

Virginia Woolf

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lilysvelvetdreams

9 months ago

not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.

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