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[anxietyproblem]

[hiiw]

[hiiw]

get away from me/get the hell away from me

[hiiw]

[hiiw]

"Only the tequila's safe to drink"

Give me a break

Lying in a Mexican mortuary

Finally found your future

Extraordinary calm

[matthelder-s]

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[12281956-deactivated20160824]

me: *looks at myself in the mirror*

*margaret atwood appears*

me: oh margaret not again–

her: Male fantasies, male fantasies…

me: *crying* you’re right you’re right you’re right

[gaylienz]

Path traced by these planets as seen from Earth

[ohsresearchlibrary]

[sometimestuesday-deactivated202]

Sylvia Plath was right

[ironleaves]

About what?

[sometimestuesday-deactivated202]

“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording —all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.”

[silence-and-grandeur]

them: the first step toward fixing a problem is knowing you have it

me, continuing to be completely dysfunctional despite my astoundingly high level of self-awareness: okay fucker what’s the next step

[hiiw]

Where's the Jesus no craic christ post I need it

[hiiw]

[bugrayazar]

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[themancorialist]

Coronation Street, Salford.

[valtsv]

im what the victorians would call a “vile, ill-tempered and thoroughly wretched little creature”

[neuronic-fox]

One of my all time favourite songs. Ever. 

[hiiw]

Iconique

[awolfinpeopleclothes]

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Just because we’re beasts of blame by nature Doesn’t mean that you should carry it again It’s a question of needs and not rosary beads in the end I was prepared to love you And never expect anything of you There’s no patron saint of silent restraint Baby there ain’t no sword in our lake Just a funeral wake