Dellecher | If We Were Villains
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“I promise you nothing is as chaotic as it seems. Nothing is worth your health. Nothing is worth poisoning yourself into stress, anxiety and fear.”
— Steve Maraboli
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Various wings from Roberto Fieri's paintings
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“Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you chose your life, you didn’t settle for it.”
— Mandy Hale
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[A white fortune cookie paper with blue text reading: The stars appear every night in the sky. All is well. Lucky Numbers 10, 16, 18, 27, 30, 32]
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[ID: A Spotify playlist titled "i can't pick a font for my essay" by meltingneptune. The songs, in order, are:
- Comic Sans
- No
- Arial
- Wait
- Georgia Time
- Nah Nah Nah
- Why Georgia
- How About
- Times New Roman
- Nevermind
- Back to Georgia
- HOWEVER
- I Like
- Courier
- Hold Up, Wait a Minute
- Enough's Enough
- I Have Decided
- I'm Gonna Do
- Georgia for This
- Essay
- Oh Actually
- Shit I Do Like
- Helvetica. End ID]
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"We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for."
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seeking, yearning, reaching hands
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Happy place
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I’m working on two portraits for Neil Perry, can’t wait to share them!
I’ve been sick and busy with work but I’m almost finished with one of them
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To be chosen. To be cared for. To be loved. The sweetest thing. The warmest thing.
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i need to lie on someone’s chest for like. three years.
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“Today I forgive myself. Not just once. Again, and again, and again. As many times as it takes to find peace.”
— Unknown