no don’t die in a sewer after a demon clown stabs you right after i accept my sexuality and lifelong feelings for you you’re so sexy haha

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no don’t die in a sewer after a demon clown stabs you right after i accept my sexuality and lifelong feelings for you you’re so sexy haha
he doesn’t walk very good, does he?
QUESTION: Where are the gods? ANSWER: The gods are silent. The gods are lost. The gods are helpless. The gods are us.
query #23 | fio huang (via empyrreal)
“From now on, you leave me and my friends alone. Understand?”
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Masculin Féminin (1966) dir. Jean-Luc Godard
– does the rose regret / the day she did her armour on?
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Collected Sonnets. (via poetrylesbian)
I wasn’t asked to a single dance in high school and didn’t have a serious romantic relationship until I was 22. And like, yeah that shit hurt when I was younger. I had a lot of fears that I was unlovable and that I didn’t deserve to be happy. And every time I would try to talk to anyone about it, the conversation became, “you’ll find someone”, when it should have been, “you don’t need a relationship or a date, you’re lovable & complete & beautiful on your own”.
So yeah, please normalize young people not dating, and please stop shaming them for it. There’s more to life than romance, despite what the media wants us to think.
…the aching, dark delight of embracing a sin.
Forough Farrokhzad, tr. by Paul Weinfield, from “Perverse God,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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