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“I’ve pressed my fingers along the dusky crevices of your soul. So long, we have ambled in darkness. So long, raw, without touch. That like a match, my skin to yours, will burn us to the ground.”

— tumblr  -  Helaena C Moon  /  instagram  -  helaena.c.moon   (via hapless-hollow)

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“My heart is as pure as gold, yet my hands are as black as coal.”

— psychologicalparadox

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Excuse my lack of response, you just said something that my brain decided is an attack now I hate you until further notice and I'd rather not talk to you because if I do I might say something hurtful and I'm trying to convince myself that I'm a good person

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Me during the entire week: *unholy screeching* Oh my god, HELP, I can't take this anymore, someone HELP!! Oh god, how long until therapy, I NEED THERAPY!! I NEED IT RIGHT NOW!!

Me during my therapy session: Damn, no, I was SOOOO dramatic, everything is fine, don't worry about it!!

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