Martyr next door

☿ high priestess at the corner store❤ Your muse since '94

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I'm struggling with gender dysphoria in a very inopportune point in my life. Getting resources to feel like a person is exhausting . I'm a poor sick girl

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Smoking pot in a tranzam left a bog because of a prayer and a good friend with 20$ and a suitcase to a scarlet city

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Lydia Lunch in Pop Noise n°4, June/July 1987.

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What happened?

I'm moving to chicago today ;)

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me

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Their Grief Knew No Bounds

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Usually when I was alone in the house during the evening, I had to turn on every single light, but I just didn’t care that night. So what if a hand came out from under the bed and grabbed me? That would be nothing. They say that certain things are going to be terrible and they are going to destroy you, but they don’t. I sat on the side of the bed. It was as if my soul had been frozen, and I waited for it to thaw, in order to get on with life.

Heather O’Neill, Lullabies for Little Criminals (via submarinemissions)

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I’ve been all over the place in all kinds of living situations. Due to the fact that my mind is my own worst enemy. In a way I am perpetually and permanently in a state of rehabilitation. In an attempt to rehabilitate from the shock of being born. Some people are too sensitive to withstand that.

Lullabies for Little Criminals (via worrying-ly)

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I was put here–Jules and I were both put here–to see sadder things. We had to stand in the rain and explain why the world was a lovely place.

Heather O'Neill, Lullabies for Little Criminals (via learningfromthehands)