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diary sort of thing words & photos, some of them edited

[dive-nire]

There are no memories

It’s empty

[dive-nire]

[dive-nire]

i made edit of your fic https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8SBfGFT/

Omg thank you so much!! I’m glad you liked it💙

[dive-nire]

begging

Recoleta Cemetery (Buenos Aires), pt 2

[dive-nire]

Recoleta Cemetery (Buenos Aires), through my eyes

Pt 1

[dive-nire]

“Why are you crying like that?” he asks. “Nothing happened.”

[dive-nire]

God asked me to die for him, or to live in his shadow.

Gods aren’t supposed to have shadows, but he cast one just for me.

He invented taking the light out of places.

[mournfulroses]

Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter featured in Letters to Merline, 1919-1922

[rotinmycore]

this is where we start.

[kalimotxoxo]

[dive-nire]

I do think I deserve to live.

I just don’t think I can.

[dive-nire]

do You have a playlsit of all the songs in Wolves of census division 23?

There ya go

[dive-nire]

Home is nowhere.

Home is nobody.

Every place is abandoned eventually.

[dive-nire]

don’t ask me why I hate myself

as I’m circling the drain

‘cause death, it takes too long

and I can’t wait

[dive-nire]

“he who doesn’t live to serve has no use of living”

[weepingveil]

[dive-nire]

Jardín Japonés, in the rain

(Buenos Aires)