I am no girl,
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I like black coffee
and cigarettes,
graphite, sad poetry,
reading biorghies and memoirs
poetry and masochistic lyrics.


I dislike
impurities on flesh,
muscles and fat,
exercise, food, and hunger
noise, religion, political ignorance,
and loneliness.







lost-in-the—woods: I need a storm.
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jdhffkdjscn: Bhhhh!! dfjkd :3
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jdhffkdjscn: jsfdcd XD
jdfdkgfd: kjdhfkjd ~~jdhfdfks1!!!!1!!1!!!!!!11jdhfdfd ~~~
Finally: punpun time.
aanniimmee: - From “Oyasumi Punpun (Goodnight Punpun),” by Inio Asano (2007-ongoing)
lost-in-the—woods: Here come the werewolves.
lost-in-the—woods: Get lost in the dark.
lost-in-the—woods: Cold beauty.
She thought of what the rain would sound like, the first drops filtering through the trees, hitting the leaves by her ears. She saw herself lying there. If she stayed unfound the leaves would grow up through her chest, through her ribs, a little empty cave of bones.
by Kevin Canty, A Stranger In the World

(Source : larmoyante, via ikilledalaska)