February 2012
January 2012
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“There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom,...”
– Colette (via mirroir)
nothing matters
i say youre a control freak. and i know i want it too but what i seek involves my mind and soul, not overpowering you your words are stinging, ringing, that sick sly quiet hate, you don’t raise your voice, your pupils dilate as every hour passes, you get more vicious still, and shot after delicious shot my veins are being filled, thrilled, in this moment be happy shot and killed happier,...
Anonymous asked: My dashboard needs more you. Hook that shit up.
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