Life on the swamp. New Orleans, LA.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

Love Begins

Origami Around
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.

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occasionally subtle

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
DEAR READER

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Life on the swamp. New Orleans, LA.
Can someone please remove my curse i am begging you
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Newsworthy: a collection of weird and bad headlines.
Idk about you guys but i sort of feel like i have to be good and i have to walk on my knees hundreds of miles through the desert repenting
Virginia Woolf, Orlando: A Biography
'tree and fence' by zoe leonard, 2000 in tense conditions: a presentation of the contemporary art collection - staatsgalerie stuttgart
“I am already in another world - or between two worlds, one dead, the other dying to be born.”
— Sylvia Plath
Alex Dimitrov, from "Chance Visitors"
“I cannot help but isolate myself, and so I am aware that I will be apologizing constantly for the rest of my life; it is a horrible feeling.”
— Emilie Autumn, from The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls
I feel like a scared little kid again
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
no but im still not over the "but it lives where i live" line. when you want all the illness and suffering to be gone but it's made its home in you. and it tore down all the walls. it cut up all the furniture. it smashed all the picture frames. it snapped your bed in two. you try to sleep and it hurts. you try to have fun but everything's broken. you try to reminisce over the past, but it's painful to look at. and all the food is rotten. all that's left is for you to run away, and take the illness with you. but you stay. until it takes you, instead.
Franz Kafka - Diaries
Who are you when you're not performing?
Perhaps a child failed by their parents has their own failure ordained.
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