DELILAH STOOD WITH HER HANDS ON HER HIPS. she was sweaty , grimy , and had what looked to be claw marks that were bright red across her cheek. but her dark eyes shined, and she leaned forward and pressed something on my cheek with her thumb. i peeled it off to find a sticker - a smiling cloud with criss crossed eyes. i looked back to her and she giggled. ❛ cheer up , dummy ! we aren’t dead yet ! ❜
indie demigod oc. created by syd
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hi i miss you guys
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on the bright side, at least my debilitating fear of abandonment will never leave me
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Motherhood
Gloria Anzaldúa, La Prieta
Janusz Stanny
Lily King, Writers & Lovers
Sophokles, Elektra
Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
Kabi Nagata, My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness
Mitski - "Class of 2013"
Paula Modersohn-Becker, "Reclining Mother and Child"
Dorie Van Stone, Dorie: The Girl Nobody Loved
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SO LET’S LET THINGS COME OUT OF THE WOODWORK,
I’LL BE ON MY BEST SIDE, TELL YOU ALL MY BEST LIES
- lorde, homemade dynamite
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#wlw mood
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You are not your mistakes, you are not your wounds, you are not your pain.
You are human.
— n.m.g.
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Charlie’s Angels (2000) dir. McG
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Don’t say that. You have to know that I love you
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Holly Black, Black Heart
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“just different”
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