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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Jules of Nature
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I believe pain breeds wolves and joys give rise to moons. We grow forests in our bones so our memories can’t find us. I believe we hide and haunt ourselves.
Pavana पवन (via maza-dohta)
Introduction to the Body in Fairy Tales by Jeannine Hall Gailey
I was a little girl, alone in my little world, who dreamed of a little home for me. I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green. I had a dream, that I could fly from the highest swing. I had a dream.
what’s a king to a g o d ? (insp)
What scared me most wasn’t what I’d become…it was that I could still recognize myself, inside the beast.
Foggy Forest by Meyer Felix
carmen has a bit of a weird scan, but my computer kept crashing when i tried to fix it, so here you go.
Survivors have scars. Victims have graves.
Something that I need carved in my bones. (via nystagmia)
Lily Cole in ‘Highland tale’ photographed by Olaf Wipperfurth.
this is a serious blog
NO SALVATION
"My poor mother
begged for a sheep
but raised a wolf.”
// for girls with razor sharp claws and golden rings adorned on their fingers; the scrapes on your knees from praying ooze time and time again, but it doesn’t matter, no, it doesn’t matter because you no longer weep for your wounds. you do not weep because you are stronger than that. you are the wolf hidden among the sheep. [listen] [how to: download]
I love to kill people. I love watching them die. I would shoot them in the head and they would wiggle and squirm all over the place, and then just stop. Or I would cut them with a knife and watch their faces turn real white. I love all that blood. I told one lady to give me all her money. She said no. So I cut her and pulled her eyes out.
Richard Ramirez (via innocentdelirium)