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anyways, i’m back on tumblr, my url is @irdow, bye

#the ir- urls are my legacy #i got a lot of followers here and ppl replied to stuff #but ... i aint coming back on this blog... not ever #:)c #sorry #i'm l*zy

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 mama,  i’m living proof that never   is just around the corner.

#lbr here avi is A Best i love them so much #did i log on just to reblog this? yes lmao

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                                         who dare let you in.

#my husband........ so proud... #propaganda.

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I wonder, I wonder, I wonder—unanswered questions crawling all over my body, skin tingling, mind restless. How much wondering can one person do until it drives them insane?

s.s. (via wnq-writers)

#wo #❛ i. your mind is an ocean. ─ ᴍɪɴᴅsᴇᴛ.

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With this bullet lodged in my chest, covered with your name, I will turn myself into a gun, because it’s all I have, because I’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own. I’ll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting, walking around with this bullet inside me ‘cause I couldn’t make you love me and I’m tired of pulling your teeth.

Richard Siken (via dxnamis)

#tbt. #* QU.

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#❛ i. your mind is an ocean. ─ ᴍɪɴᴅsᴇᴛ. #* QU.

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#hey i wrote one thing ; i deserve an one - hour nap reward #goodnight my little children and the rest of you pasty heckers #it's time! for me! to disappear! again!

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           skin - deep cuts ; exhaustion washing over a mess of trembling limbs, hands clutching onto whatever can keep him standing straight. eyes unfocused ( unable to, almost ) &. bruises covering his sticking out ribs ( and, dear god, what have you caused? ------ what a hilarious scene. ) half - lidded orbs searching, searching, searching --- ‘ it doesn’t hurt. you can just leave. ’               shaky whispers, voice far down ; not even trying to rise above from that silenced sigh. ‘ i’m fucking fine. that is fine. ’ there is LAUGHTER, bubbling deep down into his scratched throat ------ self - sacrificing boy, stupid &. so selfless ( yet so, so disgustingly selfish. ) nonsense, nonsense, nonsense. ‘ tch. ’ a hiss gritting against his teeth - it takes only two, three, four seconds more to slip into unconsciousness. everything’s black.

@ushioji | some meme i don’t remember | patching up a wound

#ugly and 3 years late but leles #inquiry. #ask to tag / #ushioji

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how to be a monster: 1. learn the taste of dirt and pain. 2. teach it to others till your knuckles bleed. 3. see if that makes it easier to breathe.

(via dxnamis)

#tbt. #* QU.

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#working on a new oc yes yes yehhahs #That's It I'm Off #i just popped in here to tell yall that im not dead yet (kind of) #ooc. #also if you know who's on the icon you're my bro

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i pour alcohol into the gaping hole inside my chest. it does not heal. not today. maybe tomorrow.

marina v., is hope still hope if it burns your throat? (via findingwordsforthoughts)

#❛ i. your mind is an ocean. ─ ᴍɪɴᴅsᴇᴛ. #* QU.

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#❛ i. your mind is an ocean. ─ ᴍɪɴᴅsᴇᴛ. #* QU.

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I wonder if you heard me howl, if you heard my heart crash against my teeth, if you feel it when I bleed.

I’m choking back ‘I love you’ as I speak. (via masochisticsadist)

#❛ i. your mind is an ocean. ─ ᴍɪɴᴅsᴇᴛ. #* QU.

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#me; as i hold abels hand: child... look... #i totally forgot about this but this is the love of my life #look at this motherfucking cat go!

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Run. Run until the pain in your legs compensates for the pain in your heart. And then keep running. Run from the shadow that trails you; opaque and fat with memories, it does nothing but slow you down. Run away until it’s as narrow as a bone. Maybe then you will find yourself feeling as light as the wind that goes against you.

(via seovlitaire)

#oh nice #❛ i. your mind is an ocean. ─ ᴍɪɴᴅsᴇᴛ. #* QU.

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call out post for @undoe 

theyre really cute and it pisses me off sometimes ( key word: sometimes )

we went on call and for like, a solid two minutes all i heard was ‘ OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH ‘ before he inevitably crashed and the skype call was lost,

he loves aliens . . but i love aliens? there can only be one here

they fall down and trip a lot and i just want them to be safe?

he called me baby swan and i keep thinking abt this i just want to be free

BIBIBIBIBIBIBIBIBI

hi welcome to chilis

i just want ron to be safe

stop hurting urself u clumsy fuck god damn,

whoa, hey guys, welcome to EB games,

his name is ron and ron is similar to run and guess what? i hate running, that should be more than enough

i rest my case

#wasted

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a cat: *touches me with its small paw* me: *eyes tearing up* thank you

#ITS ME ITS ABEL ITS US!! IT S US #❛ vi. intoxicated mouth tells sober words. ─ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ. #i love paint