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natalie portman in leon: the professional (1994) please, like or reblog if you save.

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today does not pass the vibe check i just want to lie on the floor

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Living is tiring. But at least I can wear pink ribbons and style my hair however I want. I can catch butterflies in my net and play with it whenever I want. I can eat small slices of cake and paint my lips light red as the wind offers a dance to my curly hair. I look pretty when I cry and gorgeous when I smile. The ocean waves when I arrive with the gift of peace as its wind give me comfort. Cherry stains on my white dress and my make up ruined by my tears. Living is tiring, but at least my nails are done and I can wear high heels while strolling around the streets of London with my dog on the leash. At least mushrooms and tulips are growing in my garden and nature sings to me of perfect melody and birds hum me good lullabies as I fall asleep. It may not change the fact that living is tiring, but at least good things exists. I just have to see it. A thunder never lasts forever, even the forever feels like forever.

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“If my body turns cold when fate is yet to end with us, and if my road’s already a dead end, please take my heart. I promised to give it to you, didn’t I?”

— gore of the red fox

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Though she was born in a cage, she grew larger and stronger, and the cage broke.

— gore of the red fox

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I hope you feel what I felt when you shattered my soul.

— i love you so // the walters

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If Walls Can Talk

If walls can talk, it would most certainly complain of how loud we speak and how bad the words we release and throw to each other with every force we earned so it would hurt more and leave a wound so bad, it compelled deep in our hearts and cause a big explosion, that causes it to crack which left the pieces nowhere to be found and no way to fix.

If walls can talk, it would complain about the pain it feels and the scars it carries because of such heavy punches and your powerful strikes, pretending it’s me.

If walls can talk, it would protest its hatred againts how I compress all of me and lean on it everytime your words make my eyes forcedly spill the tears of old sorrow it held for a long time.

If walls can talk, I hope not because I don't want the other side of our love to be known to the people who always believed in it and change their belief about how perfect our souls matches each other.

— gore of the red fox

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Dearest reader,🌿

Greetings! This is Mathilda Redfox and I go by the username @goreoftheredfox, and I am very much happy to relay to you a message all about the existence of this account.

This account serves as my green, little corner. 🍃 This was made with love for the purpose of writing. Prompts, poems, stories, and any form of literature will be posted in this account. Some are just random, such as moodboards and anything I desire to post. If maybe, you want a dedication, quiries, or you have a will of request, kindly click the Ask Box and there you go. Please, be kind and polite.

My tags are dark academia, cottagecore, royal, crown, goddess, she-elf, forest, red fox, corsets, shield maiden, daggers, swords, bow and arrow, blood, green, ink, poet, fantasy, and literature.

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Please, keep in mind that I am still learning and trying to improve as a writer and grow as a person. If you spot such mistakes of mine, do not hesitate to inform me privately so I can correct myself with your help. Also, take note that most of the photos I’ll be using here are not mine. Credits to their rightful owners!

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With love and honor, Mathilda Redfox. 🦊

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I am scared of things I don’t know but yet, I am scared of the truth because it might not be the truth I always believed it to be. Feed me with your lies, embrace me with your fake arms, kiss me with your eyes, open. At least, even it is not real, you still made me feel loved. I can do that. It's enough that I love you, you don’t have to love me back— but I always wished you have.

— gore of the red fox

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Women are not JUST women.

— gore of the red fox

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They always say sunset is a proof that everything has an ending, but for me, it means a new tomorrow with you.

— gore of the red fox