i hope all of us girls that think we’re crazy find that we’re really not and fall in love
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fatima aamer bilal, from coffin heart? bury me.
[text id: plant your garden in the cracks of my skin—mud, gravel, everything. let my blood be water to cater to your needs. / terrible, terrible human, thinks that barbarity and love share the same meaning.]
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each of us are just trying to find a way to make their cosmically terrifying and limited time on this earth somewhat endurable.
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the urge to start posting my dramatic and gothic and poetic drafts bc no one on this site knows who i am
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cause they’re just girls, breaking hearts
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obsessing over their friendship … again
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