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@kill-dyl
holy shit
omg
itās back
wat
I have yet to witness something as fucked up as this
WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ
Jesus Christ ????
iām done goodbye
This some @sixpenceee shit
I want this on my tombstone
someone doing a tarot reading for me: i don't know what's going on here like i just keep getting "the fool" over & over again? every card i pull. the whole deck is just "the fool" now. which shouldn't even be physically possible
me, a fucking fool: figures
Foxgloves, 25 June 2016
āFor the rest of my life, I will be haunted by the horror and anguish Dylan caused. I cannot look at a child in a grocery store or on the street without thinking about how my sonās schoolmates spent the last moments of their lives. Dylan changed everything I believed about my self, about God, about family, and about love. I think I believed that if I loved someone as deeply as I loved him, I would know if he were in trouble. My maternal instincts would keep him safe. But I didnāt know. And my instincts werenāt enough. And the fact that I never saw tragedy coming is still almost inconceivable to me. I only hope my story can help those who can still be helped. I hope that, by reading of my experience, someone will see what I missed.ā
I sit here all alone. I am always alone. I donāt know who I am. I want to be something I can never be. I try so hard every day. But in the end, I hate myself for what Iāve become.
Kip Kinkel (via natural-born-k-i-ll-e-r-s)
Years later, Byron told me heād mistaken his fatherās voice for his brotherās. For one joyful moment, he thought Dylan was calling to tell him he was fine, and that the entire day had been a huge misunderstanding.
A Ā Motherās Reckoning, by Sue Klebold. (via rebandvodkaarentnobodies)
who the fuck did this. who made this magic. how did someone make this rock look soft.
Giambologna (Flemish, 1529 ā 1608)
yall if someone is making u sad please drop them. i dont care how much u love them u deserve better and Pls know thats not all thats out there. so many ppl r gonna love u i promise. someones gonna make u feel brand new again.