killedemfortheurl
killedemfortheurl
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killedemfortheurl · 26 days ago
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kiss me like you’re trying to forget how much you’ll hurt me later
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killedemfortheurl · 26 days ago
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killedemfortheurl · 2 months ago
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I don’t eat anymore.
Because,
Without you, food
Just.
Taste.
Sad.
-A.T.M 5/5/25
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killedemfortheurl · 2 months ago
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I need photoshoot ideas. I really need to be in front of the camera. Nomad, post apocalyptic, goddess reborn, latex, grunge, futuristic somethingsss
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killedemfortheurl · 3 months ago
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killedemfortheurl · 3 months ago
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I cannot do this alone.
Somehow, every time I still do.
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killedemfortheurl · 3 months ago
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Ya know, I got to live in the fantasy for a bit. I should’ve known I will always be the one to hold myself up. And I guess I’m financially holding you up too.
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killedemfortheurl · 3 months ago
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It’s beautiful outside and I can’t help but thinking of dying right on the other side of this glass.
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killedemfortheurl · 4 months ago
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“Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.”
— Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine
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killedemfortheurl · 4 months ago
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killedemfortheurl · 4 months ago
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Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.
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killedemfortheurl · 4 months ago
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— Jenny Slate, Little Weirds
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killedemfortheurl · 4 months ago
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Have you been consumed?
By the pride god talks about?
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killedemfortheurl · 4 months ago
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In the depths of a soul are the whispers of longing.
Of being enough.
Of being true to yourself.
Who are you?
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killedemfortheurl · 4 months ago
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killedemfortheurl · 5 months ago
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She hadn't made a milkshake in years for fear that they would return.. She starts the blender reluctantly.. In the distance, screams.. The boys had returned. They were. coming to her yard.
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killedemfortheurl · 5 months ago
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