i blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months
we're not kids anymore.

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if i look back, i am lost

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i blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months
White Oleander, Janet Fitch
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’
[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]
“You are reborn with the roses, in every spring.”
— Juan Ramón Jiménez, from The Selected Writings; “Love,” wr. c. 1911
i miss the smell of church
makeup peaked here
just girly things
My only defense is disassociating
Carrie (1976)