god pigeons have such good coos. theyre like horoorororo. i love it. it vibrates in the chambers of my heart and awakens my soul from a slumber that was far, far too long. horoorororo
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Soon it will be Autumn and Persephone can go back to pegging her husband in peace and I can wear a fucking jumper
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“I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.”— Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
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when emily dickinson said “i thought of you until the world grew rounder than it sometimes is, and i broke several dishes”
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There is a tree out there growing wood for your coffin.
Bold of you to assume my body will be found
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