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cryywolff:

Bodies

Bound to a world I wish to be free, scared of the option that stands in front of me. So I lose myself to the illusions of cures, inside a hollow shell reeking neglect to the jurors.
Stand me on trial even on oath I’m not sacred, to anxious about my truth and what the daggered eyes will make of it. So I look upon myself with my very own daggers, let me make a mark and offer an alibi to the cadavers.

- Cry Wolf
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loveitslulume:

john and yoko
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addictivities:

The Pale Blogger

like ever!
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"Why can’t I be the girl you chose to kiss?"
Ten Word Story #7 (via sept-25)