Dead Poets Society Challenge: [4/5] Favorite Scenes
Favourite Tennis Bromance: Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
[text ID: The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.]
one of the many reasons Fleabag is so heartbreaking and relatable is because no one ever chose her. Not her family. Not her lovers. Not her supposed “soulmate”. The one person that picked her died. She was no one’s choice or option, not even to herself. The way we can feel her loneliness through the screen is enough to make me collapse into a mess of tears on the ground and shake uncontrollably
I miss everything and will never get any of it back. whatever
i’m so bad at making friends i hate it ,, if i like your posts please know that i’m probably in love with you i’m just too scared to say hi
Grit: A Poetry Collection, Silas Denver Melvin
Enjoy
mr.anderson believes that everything he has inside of him is worthless and embarrassing
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