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my brothers say that if this gets 200,000 notes i get to get out of the cage
goddammit we’re getting you out of hell ourselves
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The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.
Nikos Kazantzakis (via larmoyante)
In the valley of the dolls we sleep, got a hole inside of me.
I’m alive. But I don’t have anything to reply to, nothing going on and still waiting for my replies. If you want to rp, I’m here and I’d love to. Really. Feels like I haven’t in an eternity.
Clara’s eyebrows pulled in like they wanted to touch each other, in a frown. Her sight started to raise just as one of her tiny hands did, revealing in this one a messy writing — ‘Clara.’
Damon leaned forward to read the messy writing on her tiny hand. He had to squint slightly to make out the word, though he eventually got it. “Cla- Clarn? Claire? Clara?” he said finally. “Well, can you speak, Clara?”
A little puff came out of between her lustrous lips when he was trying to read her name, eyebrows raising ironically. Clara inhaled for a moment before shaking her head at the question of if she could speak or not. She couldn't.