queenofhell2000

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i am the shyest attention whore ever

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not to sound like a victorian woman suffering from hysteria but i do think going to the sea would fix me

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at this point i'm holding myself together with glitter glue

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tiny hearts generate above my head when i think of u

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i be like “i know a place” and then guide your fingers straight to my clit

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telling him i wanna see the stars so he hits me until i'm dizzy

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my favorite love language is trying, actually

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she is a little... how you say.... mentally unstable

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men have those slutty veins in their hands and expect you not to lose a lil focus

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Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.

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#digital art #my angel

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Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956

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saying “hm. must be the curse” every time something bad happens and refusing to elaborate is my new hobby

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Is it just me or does having a positive interaction with a stranger scratch a very particular itch? I think it's the reassurance that the world is not split solely into people who already love you and people who never will.