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| Art | Sadness | Gladness | Madnəss |

[dollmace-deactivated20171023]

[calebdwood-deactivated20150703]

[justanothertattoo-blog]

[coltre]

[s-ensitivus]

[lyrics-genius]

[loveshocks]

[wisteria-crabs]

21:41: (Now 21:48) I'm at a park next to a library. Memories flood through my head as I lie on a bench that saw my past listening to a band I wouldn't fully associate myself with at the time. The sky has a unique color at this time. There are sounds that would have given me paranoia that now reveal themselves as what the really are. A plane in the sky. No shooting stars. Bright lights. There's someone here. They left. I'm here. I'm leaving. 21:51.

[animalsnaps]

[pqinful]

[envyavenue]

Writer’s Home II | Photographer

[wisteria-crabs]

i ’m only your friend when I can be of use to you /i know you’re using me/

[tanjavanja]

[e-f-f-y--s-t-o-n-e-m]

[hedonist--poet-deactivated20240]

I guess we are all a little addicted to a certain kind of sadness and a specific kind of person.

Hedonist Poet (via hedonistpoet)

[greelin]

“do you ever get the feeling that someone just hates you” yeah every hour of every day when it comes to every single person i interact with for longer than two minutes

[thoughts-memories]