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Bush walks with my favourite 🌾
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take off your clothes, we need to talk.
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Alberto Rosende in 1x01 of Anchors:  “The Mind Body Connection”
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i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it 
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“I close my eyes and I let my body shut itself down and I let my mind wander. It wanders to a familiar place. A place I don’t talk about or acknowledge exists. A place where there is only me.”
— James Frey, A Million Little Pieces (via the-book-diaries)
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“There was lightning in my blood,”
— James Clarence Mangan, from “Dark Rosaleen,” written c. September 1826
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“So what. If I die, I die.”
— (via t1cc)
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“I am misunderstood by whoever I meet.”
— Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Selected Poems; “Homesickness,”
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someone: don’t me: ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
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Wye Oak I Civilian
I am perfectly able to hold my own hand but I still can’t kiss my own neck
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CZ 40B - .40 S&W
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“Perhaps I am meant to die a too intimate death.”
— Nina Cassian, tr. by William Jay Smith, from “Agoraphobia,” written c. 1968
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healingrapp · 2 years
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the only ethical consumption under capitalism is eating pussy
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healingrapp · 2 years
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My entire body was a wound.
Rainer Maria Rilke, tr. by Edward Snow, from The Book of Images: Poems; “The Blind Woman,” (via writemeanna)
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