Beyond Redemption. Disregarded From Salvation.

What a fucking picnic this could all be; with sandwiches, cake and all. We could all dance around like little faeries, with our petal dresses and harmonic glee. Then one day, we would open our eyes and see the dewdrops for the final time and know just how perfect our lives were. Moving on would be simple then. None of this damn complaining would be overcome with reality. Please feel free to talk to me, no matter what, I don't give a shit.

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Avengers Memory Sticks

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PLEASE FOLLOW MY MAKE UP BLOG

It's generally just a document of what I put on my face every day, mostly artsy and strange.

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am I cheap?

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The Death Of Stars

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I like drawing on my face.

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Truth

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“There’s a plane leaving for anywhere you want right now, and in an hour, and in a day, and in a year. You can get out whenever you want, it’s comforting I think.”