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Like a parasite, you got the easy life.
I’m the hand that feeds; you’re the dog that bites.
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Like a parasite, you got the easy life. I’m the hand that feeds; you’re the dog that bites.
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I won’t let these demons bleed me dry
Kill the pain. Screaming these words to the sky to the aim with it. Kill the pain.
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Like a parasite, you got the easy life.
I’m the hand that feeds; you’re the dog that bites.
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Like a parasite, you got the easy life. I’m the hand that feeds; you’re the dog that bites.
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2017-01-30, 17:21

I'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.


Richard Johan Donovan


I won’t let these demons bleed me dry
Kill the pain. Screaming these words to the sky to the aim with it. Kill the pain.
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you can't keep dancing with the devil and wonder why you're still in hell.
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you can't keep dancing with the devil and wonder why you're still in hell.
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2017-01-30, 17:26

Evan Michael Cornell wrote:
I'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.


Richard Johan Donovan


she wanted something else,
something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.
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Emotions - Happiness, anger, jealousy... Is the mind experiencing "presence" in our existence.
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Emotions - Happiness, anger, jealousy... Is the mind experiencing
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2017-01-30, 17:31



You know when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s…

it’s actually kind of peaceful...

Kali Atarah Morteman




Routine ruins the life, variety vitalise the life.
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Emotions - Happiness, anger, jealousy... Is the mind experiencing "presence" in our existence.
Emotions - Happiness, anger, jealousy... Is the mind experiencing
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2017-01-30, 18:03

The hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you realize that, no matter how slowly you go, they will never run after you.


Elisaveta Sofia Romanova
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his eyelids were the colour of dawn sky
he smelt like earth after rain.
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his eyelids were the colour of dawn sky he smelt like earth after rain.
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boys like him were born in a storm. they have lightning in their souls. thunder in their hearts. and chaos in their bones.


2017-01-30, 18:36

Rosie Anna Romanova

Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hallow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.





And then I saw you,
it scared me, seeing something incredible,
something that I had always hoped for,
be mine.
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I was feeling the height of bitchiness
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I was feeling the height of bitchiness
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2017-01-30, 21:24

Matt Patroclus Barthélemy wrote:
Rosie Anna Romanova

Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hallow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.


افتح فمك فقط إن كان ما ستقوله أجمل من الصمت // If the thought of losing someone doesn't scare the shit out of you, then it's not love
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Emotions - Happiness, anger, jealousy... Is the mind experiencing "presence" in our existence.
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Emotions - Happiness, anger, jealousy... Is the mind experiencing
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Baby, I'm a sociopath,
Sweet serial killer.


2017-01-30, 21:31

Aurelia Sky O'Dougherty wrote:


You know when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s…

it’s actually kind of peaceful...

Kali Atarah Morteman



 Stars, hide your fires
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
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Do not judge my path, you haven't walked in my shoes... or ridden my broom.
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2017-01-30, 22:01

Lillian Morteman wrote:
Aurelia Sky O'Dougherty wrote:


You know when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s…

it’s actually kind of peaceful...

Kali Atarah Morteman




The hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you realize that, no matter how slowly you go, they will never run after you.
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An attractive woman becomes beautiful when she's happy and in love.
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An attractive woman becomes beautiful when she's happy and in love.
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She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.


2017-01-30, 22:34


I torture you, take my hand through the flames. I torture you. I'm a slave to your games. I'm just a sucker for pain. I wanna chain you up. I wanna tie you down. I'm just a sucker for pain

Nellane


❝I could be blindfolded and dropped into the deepest ocean and I would know where to find you. I could be buried a hundred miles underground and I would know where you are.❞
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it’s hard to look at him.
it’s even harder to look away from him.
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it’s hard to look at him. it’s even harder to look away from him.
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2017-01-31, 22:37

Audrey O'Dougherty wrote:
Matt Patroclus Barthélemy wrote:
Rosie Anna Romanova

Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hallow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.


i could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; i would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. patroclus, i say. patroclus. patroclus. over and over until it is sound only. when he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him
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