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character A: you are beautiful...

character B: who are you talking to?

character A: you, dumbass.

character B: oh, i thought you were talking to yourself in the mirror again.

character A: shut up

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dried up flesh, stretched out and tearing,

brittle bones, and splintered teeth;

these old, dead men rise up to fight,

taking back by force what's theirs to keep.

How many times can I listen to the Pat Benatar version of Wuthering Heights

God it… hits a very specific emotion I can’t describe

I often wonder if all the world were to see your smile, would they react with the same shame that I do?

You suffocate me.

the sun and her heat injected my veins with a lust for life, i knew at that moment what had to be done.

Darling, one day you'll sit back and realise moments like this don't mean a damn

"these tear-stained cheeks make me miss the person I used to be."

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