ever since i was a little girl i knew fiction would save me

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ever since i was a little girl i knew fiction would save me
yes, i know that love is like ghosts / and what ain't living can never really die.
Doctor Who S08E11, "Dark Water" (gif by me) // James Tadd Adcox // @annabelle--cane // Saeed Jones // Selma Asotić // Erika L. Sánchez // Marcel Roux
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yes this is an exploration of guilt and culpability but it could also be a sex thing if you just give me a minute
Is it still me?
*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god
turn your attention to The Character
im going to fix my entire life
ok I endured it. now what!!!!!!!!!
I am in a really weird point in my life if U can't tell
love love love a pity party love that kind of stuff
everyone give it up for horrible mother daughter enmeshment
what if you found out you had the potential to be a likable person but had no idea how to become her? what if you had proof of concept that if you were just raised different, or in a different environment, or around different people, that you could be someone you want to be? what if the only way to be loved is to become a different person entirely and you find out that even if you tried, you can't be? what if you find out that you could never be the version of yourself that is loved? well this happened to my good friend helena eagan
sun n moon girl(s)
word on the street is if you suffer in just the right way for just long enough youll be rewarded
Accidentally put my whole fucking heart into something that wasnt fucking meant for me again fucking hell
thinking of her tonight
Anaïs Nin