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you have GOT to get over god abandoning you when you were 2 like its not even uncommon
Enrique Gonzalez - The transfigured night, 2022. Oil on board / 145 x 145 x 5.5 cm. .
lyra wren, the lost girls / unknown / catherine lacey, cut / let your father die energy drink / ann marie macdonald, fall on your knees / mary ruefle, wolftangle
what do you mean I can't crawl in between the slats of your ribs and sleep soundly to the beat of your heart? do you even love me?
Maxton Hall Season 1, Episode 3
We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight, and yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
fuckkkk my sacrificial lamb has started hanging out with the scapegoat
sun bleached flies - ethel cain
“he handed me a pair of pliers and he told me to pull out his teeth, because as long as he had them he’d use them to do bad things.” is so cooper adams coded
make it stop | ptolomaea, ethel cain
Close my eyes just to look at you Taken by this seamless vision I close my eyes Ignore the smoke Ignore the smoke Ignore the smoke
Call an optimist, she's turning blue Such a lovely color for you Call an optimist, she's turning blue While I just sit and stare at you
I wanna watch the way you creep across my skull
You slowly enter cause you know my room
And then you crawl your knees off
Before you shake my tomb
The fates’ already fucked me sideways
Swinging by my neck from the family tree
Effi Briest, Rainer Werner Fassbinder, 1974