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John Willie

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Not recognising your past is weird..

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christ

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people love my tortured aura, devoid gaze and prey animal temperament

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Asking to be loved romantically is like standing against a brick wall waiting to be shot

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Woke up thinking about the innate horrors of sex without intimacy. Surrendering yourself at the hands of another's merciful lust. To be desired is to be touched, and to be touched is to be known. I fear that my insistent need to be desired has led me into arms that refused to hold me.

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March of the Pigs (1994) Nine Inch Nails

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Sex magick my beloved ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

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Returning to your shitty little home town has to be one of the worst pains ever..

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i am that one friend who don't play about red house painters

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Smoking a blunt and waiting for my hair to dry in the sun is self care

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I long for past connections. Local gigs, the smell of rain on the concrete and burning sage. I miss making art at 3 am and waking up on my own accord. I wish I still knew who I was..

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