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Big Brother Almia CROW
occasionally subtle

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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
todays bird
Claire Keane
art blog(derogatory)
AnasAbdin
styofa doing anything
KIROKAZE
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

PR's Tumblrdome
trying on a metaphor

titsay

JBB: An Artblog!
RMH
noise dept.

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@jehssicajohnes
Veto Comp
Big Brother Almia CROW
#protective girlfriend (ง'̀-‘́)ง
@maevebrownes
Come on, we’re dancing it out!
I take it you two were… pretty tight? Yeah, he saved my life… You. You saved my life. I was lost. You came, you recruited me, you gave me purpose.
#drunk children
And like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.
Excerpt #148 (via her-minds-a-mess)
Once I became all stone // Once I was something not girl
Brynne Rebele-Henry, from “Self-Biography as a Girl with No Mouth” published in American Poetry Review (via lifeinpoetry)
kilauea, one of the most active volcanoes on earth, has erupted continuously from its pu’u o’o vent since 1983, oozing one thousand degree fahrenheit lava at fifteen yards an hour across hawaii’s big island into the ocean. photos by (click pic) tom kualii, g. brad lewis, bruce omori, cj kale and nick selway
illa cantat, nos tacemus. quando ver venit meum? quando fiam uti chelidon, ut tacere desinam?
Anonymous (Pervigilium Veneris)
She sings, I am silent. When will my springtime come? When will I become like the swallow, and cease to be voiceless?
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#relatable
Kelly is me
You think you gave me some kind of gift? You took a messed up girl and you made her a broken woman. You told me I was beautiful, and you told me that I was special. [You were.] You lied! You took me from one hellhole, and you put me in another. And then you dressed me up all pretty, and you served me up to them, just like my foster mother did. I broke your heart? You broke mine.
character posters: nikita
the last word they’ll breathe before the end will be my name.